I am so sore and so tired. I've been painting in the kitchen all day. The wall that Joe made me paint back to white, well it's really white now and not just primer over the red. The nook for the washer, dryer, and fridge is done now too. All white.
Joe got up after I had moved the appliances back in the nook and took a long look. He asked me what I thought, I told him I would have been happier with it red. He shrugs and says, "So paint it red, I don't care."
Yeah... the look of death happened. Somehow he survived.
Lord, I thank thee for getting me though this day and that I won't have to move the appliances again for a long time.
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