I spackled, sanded and primed the first day and then last night I painted. I always make a giant mess of myself when I paint. I'm never able to paint without having my clothes and hands covered in the stuff. So I put on my old painting pajamas and went at it. Then my son came home from his evening with his dad, and there I was, covered in painted clothing. It was his bedtime routine, and I always cuddle with him on the couch before bed. Well, I couldn't do that with my paint clothes on, so I stripped down to my bra and panties and threw on a housecoat to cuddle with him in. After he was in bed, I thought I had just about finished painting so I just took off my housecoat and began the clean up process. Well then I saw how much the landing needed a fresh coat of paint, and then I noticed how the stairwell needed a touch up too, and then I decided to repaint the hallway alcove and rest of the hallway walls... but I never bothered to put my painting clothes back on.
I guess the neighbours, if there were watching through my kitchen door window would have had a bit of a thrill. LMAO! It was sort of liberating, painting in my underwear, and the only part of me that got paint on it was my hands!
Anyway, to my house: Happy New Year, I hope you enjoy starting the year off with a fresh coat on.