You've heard the rumor...Monday sucks. It's the most hated day of the week. It's lumped right in there with rainy days and crash diets. Monday has been the downfall of many a brave soul. But today, Monday was my bitch. Today, I kicked Monday's ass!
Despite my two am bedtime, I rolled out of bed before nine this morning. Don't ask why, I may never understand why my body has suddenly decided I need to see the wee hours of the morning. But for the past week or two, I can't seem to sleep past nine. So I wasn't surprised when morning dawned and I was out of the bed to start the day.
First task: Re-configuring a rustic bench for our entry way. Ok, truth be told, I didn't do anything for that. Yet. Hubby did the hard work, but I supervised. And I will be painting and distressing the finish at a later date.
Second task: Painting the dining room. Yes, you may recall I started that project some time back, but ran out of paint. And everyone knows when you run out of paint, you also run out of steam. So with my "Make Monday my Bitch" mentality, I grabbed another can of paint and climbed up that scary ladder to finish the job. And that leads me right into...
Third task: Beginning the painting in the living room. Oh yes, I painted the biggest wall all by myself. And I have the sore muscles to prove it.
So there you have it. While it may not sound like much, the impact is huge! My dining room no longer looks like a refugee camp. My living room is halfway done, and I still have paint left! So that means in the next few days, I'll be rolling more walls. But in the end, I'll have a house I can be happy with. Um...almost two years after moving in. But hey, who's keeping track?
Until the next time...I'll be digging for a tube of BenGay for my sore muscles.