Did I mention that painting ceilings is hard on the shoulders? I also have blisters on my palms. And one on my lip from molten cheese, but that's unrelated to the painting.
About ready to head into town, go to the dump with a load of trash, shower, set up some EMG printing and go to North Pole and get my card rack from karen's storage.
Must first take fresh trash bag out to outhouse, drink another glass of water, and fuzzle the cat.
The house is very, very white. I love it.
Five minutes ago.
Velcro got yelled at for this. She loves plastic. It crinkles and rustles...