Man am I tired! I have spent the past 5 days getting my duplex ready to re-rent. It is always a chore to get everything in order that needs to be done. . . painting, carpets, windows, etc. I feel as though I have been painting for my entire life. But there is nothing better than freshly painted walls to make a place truly fresh and clean. It does look great. I have cleaned and scrubbed, replaced carpet, replaced faucets, replaced light fixtures, and painted every room . . . all 1500 square foot of space. The renter picked out some really nice colors and the place looks fantastic! I have a little more cleaning to do and a short list that is finally under a full page, then I am DONE. Dustin was quite helpful and Robert was great.
On another note, I have a new front door and it looks fabulous. The only bad thing is that I cannot paint it until it is at least 45 degrees. . . it will kill me to wait! I want to paint it something bold and vibrant. All the pieces that my life broke into last week seem to be falling back into place. That's always a nice thing. . .
Dustin had a difficult weekend since his schedule was messed up with all the painting and today at school he bit a teacher. Yes, you read that right, BIT a teacher. I was in a meeting and since we only have one car, an administrator actually brought him home for his suspension. They must have really wanted him out of there LOL. It was, however, nice that they did that. He has a doctor appointment tomorrow, but we are expecting a big snow and then it will be canceled, so we shall see what tomorrow holds. . .
The kids are all in bed, and the dogs are huddled up on the couches. For now I am trying to catch up on all of our DVR-ed television shows . . .
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Tell Dustin I cried for him when I read that he bit a teacher. And then I cried for you as his mother having to deal with all of it.
I don't know if it is acurate, but imagine that for whatever reason he must have felt somehow trapped to lash out in that way, and feel bad that there is not some magic pill out there that would simply erase all of his cares and worries.
Fortunately for him, there is a mom out there that is more than willing to stand by him, love him, and bang her head against the wall over and over trying to erase all of his cares and worries. Dealing with all of his disabilities on a daily/hourly/minute to minute basis cannnot be easy, and yet you do so over and over with grace and love. This is your mantra for today: "GREAT IS YOUR REWARD IN HEAVEN!"
When I moved into my home, the previous owners had painted the front door purple. Not a pretty purple. A really gauche purple. I just couldn't handle it.
I painted it bing cherry. It is a dark red. I really like it. I had paint leftover and have painted the number plate background the same color and redid the numbers in gold. I painted a couple of flower pots and
I have been contemplating doing the same to the mailbox. But I have to tell you, it just changed the whole appearance and puts a smile on my face all of the time.
It really is amazing what paint can do for an overall disposition in any area of the home. a year ago I painted my bedroom periwinkle and put real lace up for a "wallpaper border."
My daughter just did her room in a mint green, chocolate and offwhite. It reminds me of mint chocolate chip ice cream!
Oh, and it took me forever to decide on my front door color, I had to drive around and look at a lot of houses to make my decision. hehehe.
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