Glorious. It was an evening to sit on the porch the sun was so delightful last night. Mood enhancing ’twas the day with the promise of more for the weekend! Perfect weather for painting a ceiling.
D-Day has arrived. I promised my husband I’d get it done, so I’m on the calendar for it now. At least five times I’ve made this exact statement, ”I am never painting a ceiling again in my life.” My neck hurts just considering the prospect. I’ll open the doors and windows though, and perhaps get a whiff of spring.
I’m grateful I still have a ceiling to paint and a life in which to do it. Saturday Sunshine to you!
I feel for you AND the ceiling. I hope it’s all over, literally. Did Avila help you? Love mom