Gretchen + Kim + enclosed space + 3 hours + paint fumes = FUN!

I have lived in my current house for two-and-a-half years.

I have hated the color of the bathroom for two-and-a-half years.

I have talked about painting the bathroom for two-and-a-half years.

Last weekend, we painted the bathroom.

It's pretty awesome.

Please excuse the makeshift window treatment. I haven't gotten around to actually sewing the curtain so it's just the material draped over the rod. This is how we keep things classy.

Oh, except is it driving you crazy that the shade of the wall is slightly off from the color of the shower curtain? Yeah, I know. This weekend I learned an important lesson called Don't Try to Pick Out Paint Colors From Memory and also Learn How to Live With Things That Aren't a Big Deal and maybe The Value of a Dollar Because You Aren't Buying a New Shower Curtain 'Cause This One is Perfectly Fine.


I also learned Don't Step Backward When You're Standing On The Counter Right in Front of the Can of Paint and When You Have Paint on Your Foot Don't Continue Walking Around the Counter.

 

P.S. This weekend we also watched An Affair to Remember and Gretchen mocked me for crying at the end! She claims she's never cried over that movie. I think it's now clear that I live with a cyborg with a COLD, BLACK HEART OF STONE. And now the question is, what should I do about that?