I got up this morning
and put on actual clothes . . .
It was exciting! I've been living in painting-clothes-exile for so long now, I almost forgot how to put on anything that isn't elastic-waist sweatpants. But more exciting still is the fact that we've painted our last stroke!
Make no mistake, the house still looks very much like it did in the photos I shared with you before I left...but that's okay.
Because the great clean-up is about to begin . . .
And I'm actually looking forward to it!
Sure, it's a bit like I might actually look forward to asparagus
if I'd been eating only broccoli for a month.
After as much painting/caulking as I've done, cleaning sounds downright fun!
So I took a little walk at the dog park to celebrate before getting down to work. It's a beautiful morning -- a chilly spring wind but the sun warm on my back -- and everything alive. It's as if the whole world just stepped out of its egg and is blinking in the sunshine.
Everything is covered in the most indescribable green....the color of new. Feels like a perfect day to be alive. And wearing actual clothes.
Feels like someone has finally moved the pointer to possibilities. Things to look forward to. Buds on the verge of their burst. A delicious period of waiting for something even better.
(and now, spring cleaning...on steroids....
BUT NO PAINTING!)