Where was I? Oh yeah. The paint brush. So with the little irritating burs finding their way under my saddle, I continued on. I remembered how much I hated painting. Oh right. I already said that.
I stopped for the evening. I decided to go with some of my camp family to a Greek Orthodox Easter Service (seems they go on a different calendar than the rest of us). The catch? It started at 11:30 PM. I have never been to a Greek Orthodox service before. It's very different than what I am "used to". Very different indeed. Not bad mind you, just different. Three hours later I'm home asleep in my bed. It was a long service.....
Being sleep deprived and decorating your daughter's room don't really go together. Around noon the next day I had a meltdown. I felt like a schlep as my husband worked all day the day before and also worked that morning. And he comes home to a pile of tears and hopelessness. But I knew that I couldn't bury it and pretend nothing was the matter. He came home and made everything so much better. We put back Captain Obvious's room even though it wasn't completely painted. Then he took me out to lunch.
I felt like a huge weight being lifted from my shoulders. Do you ever feel so overwhelmed that you are frozen in your tracks? That was me. I couldn't move. My Gorilla Man saved me from myself.
Now that it's Saturday, April 21st, her room still isn't completed. It IS painted thanks to my BFF, Agent Analytical. She came and helped me finish the room. So all I have left is putting some ribbon on the wall, hanging a few things and then it's complete. Thank GOD for the people in my life. Without them I would fall apart!