Miracles

There are plenty of them around us…lots of beauty and small things to see with our eyes. I just experienced a miracle previously unheard of. I painted ceilings and walls for three days, sans shower cap, yet nary a speck of paint in my hair. If ever you have seen my attire and person with the brush, you would recognize this as a miracle, too!

Perhaps, just perhaps, it’s because I paint slower than I used to, so possibly, I’m more careful? Whatever the reason, I am not wearing paint and primer for the next three weeks until it washes out.

Off I go, to stare at the accomplishment of the past week, and to dream of the day when the toilet will leave my office and be reinstalled properly in its place. Dream big!