Michelangelo had it Right

While Jeremy was on his backpacking trip this past weekend, I kept myself busy completing a few outstanding painting projects – namely, the ceilings and baseboards. Between Saturday and Sunday, I painted the ceilings in the kitchen, living room, and hallway white. The difference that this makes in the brightness and cleanliness of these rooms is unbelievable. I wish that pictures would do it justice, but they don’t. I also finished painting the rest of the baseboards – they look so much cleaner now. It’s funny, the house is looking more and more like a house that people actually take care of, and I can’t get used to the changes. Having always lived in places where the ceilings and baseboards are white, it’s almost a shock to my system to see them finally white in this house. Now, we just need to get new floors put in, so I don’t have to look at fugly (yes, you read that right, I said fugly) tile anymore. All in good time, all in good time.

On a side note, as I’m writing this it’s Tuesday, and I can almost lift my arms above my head without wincing. Painting is fun!

On another side note, last night, sitting in the living room, I decided it’s time to start painting some accent colors in the house. Now that I’ve gotten every room to the same color, I’m ready to put some other colors on a few walls. I think this is becoming a sickness.

Happy white ceilings & baseboards in the hallway: I realized that I didn't take a before picture of the hallway, so a description will have to suffice. The hallway was the same poopy brown at the living room, from baseboards to ceiling. Much better now.

Garlock, (who is always one step behind me when painting), with a big blotch of white paint on his belly from when he laid down in a spot of paint, showing his glory to the world: