Personally, I Prefer My Crow Dipped In Ranch Dressing

Whoo Pig Sooie blah blah blah.

And if losing the game weren’t enough, for some reason I decided to paint our guest room today, not that I don’t have FOUR HUNDRED OTHER THINGS I need to be doing, but we’re getting bunk beds for Alex’s room and it’s creating a domino effect in that we’ll be moving the bed he has now into the room across the hall – the one that D has been using as an office – and so we’re moving D’s office into the den area at the end of our bedroom, and the former office / soon-to-be guest room will have to be painted, so I thought I’d go ahead and paint Alex’s room while I was at it, but somehow I ended up painting the current guest room instead of the other two rooms that I was planning to paint because I guess I was sick of the blue walls not to mention that I’m crazy.

But the blue is hideous, for what it’s worth.

So this morning I decided YES, TODAY I WILL PAINT, because we’ve lived here almost a year now and I have wanted to paint the guest room the whole entire time but just haven’t done it because I would rather sit on the couch and watch DVR’d episodes of House Hunters while reading blogs and eating peanut butter and drinking diet Coke.

I am very refined.

Anyway, I had to put primer on the walls first because the blue is so dark, and I thought the priming process would be super quick, but for some reason painting renders me completely incapable of approximating time. I always start off thinking, “Oh, it’ll take me 30 minutes to tape the room and an hour to paint, so really, I should be completely finished within two hours,” only I forget the part about how it takes more like two hours to tape and SLIGHTLY LONGER THAN FOREVER to get paint on the walls.

And so what was going to take me two hours, TOPS, has now taken more like six, and I have been in the guest room ALL NIGHT LONG and have only gotten the primer done.

Which means I’ll get to paint the walls tomorrow! I am so fake excited!

So that is why I’m telling the internets that I’m painting – because I’m hoping that you will come back here tomorrow or Monday and be all, Hey, where are the pictures, we want to see the room you painted, and I need that kind of accountability because what I want to do more than anything right now is to shut the door to the guest room and pretend it doesn’t exist and go sit on the couch with the aforementioned House Hunters, blogs, peanut butter and diet Coke.

You are welcome to join me.