This is the mess I created in my living room this weekend.
The mud room, soon to be dressed in Amber walls.
Kids bath
The studio
Saturday I was picking up my house and the head started spinning. Should I put out fall, no I have to clean the windows first, but I can't do that until I change the window boxes. I haven't purchased mums yet, but the flowers still look good. Should I wash all the glass accessories in the living room, no I should do on top of the cabinets first. Maybe I should re-hang and change my art work, no not until I paint !!!!! That was the key, nothing should be done until I paint. So I put everything in the center of the room and found Michael. As we were painting Michael said "you know I helped you paint this room before" the memory came flooding back it was September 11th 2001, yes 9/11 . We had just moved here from Rockville Maryland and were working on the house. Michael was a Jr. and in a new prep school. He asked if he could just stay home and help us that day, I said yes, B.C. said no. So he came to the new house to help. I was always glad he was with us on that tragic event. Here we were 9 years later to the day painting again. I started to get really mellow snif snif, thinking how fast time goes by. Now my son is a man. " Michael, 9 years from now maybe we'll paint this room again"? No comment.
Ok now my head is spinning after reading the thoughts spinning through your head! So will your house be 100% redecorated when I come to visit this weekend? .... I mean my apartment was completely painted/moved in/decorated in one day since I had a special guest (my future husband) coming to visit the following day... and we know everything had to be PERFECT!
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