the pieces of my life

While I hate the Rose Taupe in the library, it looks great in the hallway. I spend the afternoon painting it while Adam paints the bedroom (Shady Grove–isn’t that the name of a retirement home?). Why are we painting separately? Adam came down to see what I was doing and after just two seconds, he said, “I just can’t watch you painting.” I’m still doing it all wrong, apparently. Well, the paint is up, so how bad could I be doing? Second coat tomorrow. The humidity causes the paint to take longer to firm up.

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