Is this something you know about me? It is something I am learning about myself...
This is week number one of having the house all to ourselves. The Amish workers stop by occasionally to do 'fix it' work that we discover was not done, but not regularly. I moved all their tools to the front porch and there they sit, awaiting being picked up.
It is a wonderful WONDERFUL thing, not to have to be crammed in one room while strange men work all around the house. Toward the end, it bothered me more and more. With their absence, comes responsibility though. I don't really have the excuse that I can't work because they are in the way-because they are not. Thanks to my tool hauling, neither are their tools.
The real work has begun.
One seemingly never-ending job is this: painting.
The kitchen had FOUR different shades of wood, entirely too much for my tastes. Not only that, but the cupboards were in R.O.U.G.H shape.
Despite my obvious distaste for the activity, I chose to paint the nasty cupboards- and that is what I have been doing. Every. Single. Day. Sheesh!!! Doors. Drawers. An Island. Wall cupboards. Sink cupboards. Elbows and clothes. The painting just keeps going on.
Truth is- eventually you just have to say 'when'. Several doors desperately need new paint. Closets would do well with a new coat too. As lovely as it would be to have EVERYTHING done now, it just ain't happening. I gotta just move in SOMETIME, right? Save some projects for later?! Yep.
I am really good at convincing myself of things. Like just now when I convinced myself it would be better to wait to paint the rest of the nasties until another time.
And like the day I thought it would be best to paint the cupboards in the first place.
And then, when I decided that the backs of the cabinets would look lovely with coordinated papers instead of just plain jane white paint.
Which I did because I was convinced I couldn't bear to paint the backs. It's scrapbook paper-so there are seams that can be seen. But I have convinced myself that it doesn't have to be perfect to be beautiful.
Now- I just haven't decided if I ought to convince myself to keep some of the cupboards open and exposed. My dishes aren't luxury and they don't match. The whole concept looks GREAT in magazines, when they have coordinated sets and all that jazz. Would it look nice with my ecclectic groupings of modest, utilitarian dishes?
To be determined...