Over the winter I got antsy, better enough to want to improve the home I was stuck in all season, but not yet well enough to actually do much of anything about it. I obsessively paged through stacks of decorating and renovation books from the library. I think I was driving Steve crazy, coming to him with all of these little projects I wanted us to do. He’s of the opinion that we should finish up the 3 or 4 very large projects that we’ve stalled out in the middle of before starting any additional projects, big or small. Very reasonable and rational, but I think we all know that when it comes to projects, that’s just not the way I roll. It got to the point where his response would just be a look. Not quite the look, but a look for sure.
But spring is here now and I am well again. After a few false starts, where all I managed was putting on my painting clothes and wearing them around the house for a while, I finally got back up on the ladder again. Figuratively and literally. As any petite home improver will tell you, the ladder is your most valuable tool. Especially when your 5′ self is trying to paint an 11′ wall.