Here’s a sight for sore eyes! My husband is a teacher on his spring break, and the ski hills are all closed (thank you, COVID-19) so he has time to paint some walls in our apartment!
Why (you may ask) don’t I just do the painting myself? Well, I asked myself that question last year when our family home was on the market and I had some down time while Kirby was out of town. It looks pretty easy, even fun. So I bought some paint, rolled up my sleeves and set up. I cut in with the primer, and then excitedly started rolling it on.
It was a nice thought, but pushing the roller across the wall caused shooting pain through my wrist. It was an old case of tendonitis, flaring up just in time to grind my wall-painting ambitions to a halt. I was disappointed, and pretty frustrated. So much for my I-can-do-anything independent idea.
Imagine my husband’s delight when he arrived home to find that another bedroom needed to be painted asap, because I’d had some free time a couple days ago. Since then I’ve been content to stick to my original part of redecorating; choosing colours.
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This week we have our sweet and energetic 13-year old niece, Hayley, staying with us. She enthusiastically offered to help Kirby with the painting, and they’re a great team. I’m grateful for their hard work washing, taping, filling holes, sanding, priming, and painting. I’m sure looking forward to having a brighter, lighter feeling in our dining room after today!
As much as none of us would have willingly signed up for so much of life shutting down over the COVID-19 pandemic, we can use the time it’s giving us to catch up on projects like this one. And yes, Kirby; in this case, when I say “we”, I mean “you”.