I have a massive bedroom. In this massive bedroom, I have a LOT of
junk terribly important prized possessions. I’ve lived here for YEARS and never bothered removing the nails that previous tennant left in the walls and I certainly haven’t done any decorating.
That’s all going to change.
Pam – my personal hero who just ran the Boston Marathon earlier this week – and I went to that place that isn’t Lowe’s after work tonight [I’m sorry, Jimmie, I had no choice; there’s no Lowe’s nearby]. Anyway, I wanted to pick up some spackle to patch the holes in my walls before attempting to paint this monster. I accidentally bought paint while I was there – Behr was on sale, so I figured what the heck. The nail holes have been sanded and spackled; a couple of them are so deep that I’ll need to do a second run with the putty knife. In an ideal world, I could get two of the walls painted by Sunday, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.