Home Inprovement Zen

"The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances." - Martha Washington

Gray Weather, La Grande Jatte by Georges Seurat 1888

Once again, I have little primer paint dots on my hands. I'm a walking Seurat! He he!

We are currently in the process of redoing the garage. It falls under the "clean spot" rule. Remember the leaky hot water heater we replaced? It made a clean spot in the garage. And then we started to notice how dirty the walls were. And the indoor/outdoor carpet had to go because it was wet. Long story short, we are painting! Lots of painting! We are painting the garage my least favorite color, but it's only in the garage, eggshell white.

Why do I hate eggshell white? All the quarters I grew up in as an Army Brat had eggshell white walls. Blah! We didn't paint them another color and we were VERY careful with nails for pictures (it's amazing how much weight one straight pin can hold at an angle!). Although in one set of quarters my Mother was very bold with a stencil (water base paint, washed right off).

I guess because of quarters I love painting! My first house, every room was a different color! Our bedroom was light sage green, the living room/dinning room/kitchen was beige (we wanted neutral), Amber's room was ice blue, the guest bedroom was lilac, and the computer room was pale rose. I had a lot of fun in the paint department at Home Depot! I love color!

And even though it's only white paint, I still enjoyed getting the primer up in the garage. There is something soothing about painting a wall. A sense of accomplishment as the color goes up. And it's repetitive in motion, almost relaxing. I like painting.

Unless it's a wall that shouldn't have been painted, but was because someone decided to paint the wall clean instead of wash it (which is how I ended up with two walls in my living room silver blue and two walls pale coral). But that is another post.

I also did something I haven't done in months - I crocheted! I have been so focused on my cranes for the last 8 weeks, I haven't crocheted. Which is odd for me. And I have lots of projects for Christmas to work on. Not to mention a special black and white afghan for a friend to snuggle under. I dug out the black and white stripy guy last night. Didn't get very much done before I was on Facebook, but I worked on him some.

Facebook is a black hole for time! I love Facebook, don't get me wrong, but I would have a bunch of Christmas stuff done by now if I weren't on there harvesting crops and lining up jewels! Maybe I should have a timer for my computer. Because it's August and I gotta get elfing for Christmas! Especially if I'm going to make Barbie clothes for my daughter. I'll have to work on computer time balance. And in reality, chatting is nice, but I would rather talk on the phone with my friends. So call me people!

Crane Update: (just so you know, there will always be a crane update!)

I plan on dropping the senbazuru off at the post office today. If I can actually make myself do it.

Still folding them a little at a time. The cranes come in handy when I'm stressed. Folding them is almost like breathing deeply.

Alrighty than! Be seein' ya! Peace!