Lock me up.
The other day I was bored, so I thought I'd paint my house. Yes, the outside. "Why?" you ask. Because I am crazy and I underestimate the difficulty of everything. I painted all weekend, and I'm still less than half done. I just hope I get it done before summer.
Oddly enough, I ran into Neil at The Home Depot right before I bought the paint. He told me I was insane, and I'm like, "Nah, my house is really small. It can't take that long." In retrospect, I think God sent him to talk some sense into me. But did I listen? Nah. That would make too much sense.
Oh well, at least my house should look nice when it's all done. I'll let you know if it was worth it. It probably won't be.
Oddly enough, I ran into Neil at The Home Depot right before I bought the paint. He told me I was insane, and I'm like, "Nah, my house is really small. It can't take that long." In retrospect, I think God sent him to talk some sense into me. But did I listen? Nah. That would make too much sense.
Oh well, at least my house should look nice when it's all done. I'll let you know if it was worth it. It probably won't be.