I've been thinking of painting for almost 2 weeks now and I'm still waiting. The thing is, Jon hasn't been feeling well, so there was no progress. Over the weekend, he got some work done, which is nice, but it's such a slow process that it almost seems like not much has been done. It must be quite frustrating for Jon. He's vocalized his dislike for drywalling a number of times, and I completely understand why.
My dad is coming by tomorrow to take a look and possibly smooth things out a little, maybe even get things ready so I can start priming while Jon's away.... oh yes, he's away for the majority of this week. I have these dreams of him coming home and all the painting is done and he's all happy and we can move on to other more noticeable things, like a kitchen! But then my realistic (which Jon calls pessimistic) side kicks in and tells me that there's no way that could happen and that if it's just READY for painting, it will be great. And then as I'm writing this, I secretly hope that I can achieve something between the two extremes.
We shall see.
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