I informed my wonderful husband, that if I had to be stuck inside all day long, that the least he could do was agree to let me paint. After a seriously humorous debate the hubby agreed that we could paint one wall in each room, provided he didn't actually have to do any of the work. Together we picked out a blue for our bedroom and a yellow for the spare bedroom, and decided to keep the leftover tan from the church and some green we had used at the last place in the kitchen, dining, living area, room, thingy.

After some discussion of where we were going to put things, Gary agreed that he could live with two walls painted in our bedroom. So Mom and I went to pick up paint and looked at the colors that Gary and I had picked out and were pretty worried about them being too dark, so we went a shade lighter. Bright and early on Tuesday we headed over to the new place to begin working. We started in our bedroom and after taping everything off, pulling down the vertical blinds, and a slight paint mishap; we were ready to get started.

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After finishing up that bedroom, we moved on to the other. Mom rolled while I cut in. We loved the sunny, happy color so well, that we decided two walls would look great, and then we painted a third, and before we knew it, the whole room was bright and sunny.

So next we moved on to the enormous task of the main open room. With white walls, white counters, and white appliances, something had to be done. Luckily Amanda showed up to help us paint. While Mom put the green under the counter and chair rail in our dinning room area, Amanda rolled the tan throughout the living room. We were going along really well her rolling and me cutting in, until the stick for the roller broke, and we had another minor paint mishap (aka more paint on the carpet). However, with Krude Kutter to the rescue we were back on track in no time.

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Before long we had painted all three walls of the living room, and it was time to make some decisions. Were we going to paint the tan around into the dinning area, above the chair rail and into the kitchen? I just couldn't decide, were we getting too color happy? Were we going to have enough tan? Would it look like army colors? What would Gary think? Mom and Amanda wanted to, so I called Gary and of course his answer was that he didn't care as long as he did't have to paint. Ultimately we went all the way. Leaving only the bathrooms and two walls in our bedroom white.

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Finally that evening when Gary got home we were finish except for one little corner which of course Gary agreed to paint. After that he set up his little Gator shrine (maybe Bro. Buddy should preach on idol worship soon), and sat around while I finished steam cleaning the carpets. All in all it was a tiring, but productive day. Only problem, there is no way the Bro. Sonny will be able to come over, too much paint.