So I'm not entirely happy with the way things went this week but I'm slowly getting over it.
I clicked on a continuous stream of Ray Charles and started re-painting my hallway...finally. Although it was tremendously time consuming, I think the change of pace took my mind off the maddening week. I'm happy with the time it took though, it looks better than it did after I painted it the first time and it looks a hell of a lot better now that all the little white compound patches are painted over. Yea, Paul had a boxing match with a box spring ... the patches represent the underlying frustration we have with this house. She's a temptress - she makes you think you can get big pieces of furniture in but really, HA, you cannot. So far, it's HOUSE 5, US 3. Blog, you should've seen the last thing we tried to get up the stairs! It was about 300 lbs. and just so happened to be 2" too tall. What a bitch.
Anyhoo, I just realized that I'm painty and I want to redo my hair...... so I'm out but I'll get back to you later. SeeYa.