My Feet Might Fall Off

I. am. so. tired.

The end.

Really. That’s all I have to offer today.

Because my mom and I spent about 12. 5 hours painting my living room on Saturday.

Then I slept. And then I went to church.

And after church, I spent another 5+ hours on the final coat.

And I can’t even think straight right now. (Hence the crooked photo.)

All I can do is sit here, read a bit on my Google Reader, watch Iron Chef, and admire my messy living room and beautifully painted walls.

With wine, of course.

 

*Once we put the furniture back and pick up the living room, I’ll take a few more photos to show you.