"Agreed!" (a guest blogger edition)

Alright, now the world knows....I'm wierd. Nate has known it for a long time (and my parents for even longer), but that is not what we agreed upon. This past weekend Nate received some much unwanted attention for the relaxation he got while I was able to get some much wanted time alone while also completing a project I have talked about since we bought this house. I'm weird, I like to paint. Most people, including Nate, think of it as a chore, a job, work to be done for the sake of the final project and nothing more. But I rather enjoy it. I find it relaxing, and yes even fun. I enjoy the process of dipping the brush and bringing it gently, though firmly, across the wall. I enjoy seeing the progress along the way as a room is transformed into a new space to live. I'm weird.

Before beginning this project we both decided that Nate would help prepare by sanding, taping and cleaning as needed (though this is still not what we came to agree upon). This was a huge help to me and I appreciate it greatly. I painted the cupboards first, so half way through it was time to retape the room so I could paint the walls. As carefully as I could, I peeled the tape from the walls and securely reapplied fresh tape to the newly painted white areas. At the end of it all I did not tape as securely as I had originally thought. In pulling it off I saw splotches of blue that made its way just under the edge of the tape and onto my fresh white paint.

After a short conversation about this I looked at Nate and said, "Agreed! You are all time taper and I am all time painter." For whatever reason, I can make a straight line across a wall at the ceiling and never get paint on the ceiling. But Nate can tape a secure line on a door frame so I don't paint on it.



Well, without further adieu.....

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