Thursday, April 26th, 2012 12:55:59

Preparing for Rain

Monday night, my husband came home around 8:30 and was surprised to find me painting my office. Early that morning, as I lay in bed, unable to sleep, I decided to paint my office. The deadline was driven by a Tuesday installation appointment for a TV. After all, why hang the TV on a wall with old paint, nail holes and patches of paint missing where the dry-erase squares had been removed?

New fresh paint would make a difference.

To my husband’s credit, when he walked into my office, he looked around and offered to help. With his help, we were able to finish up the second coat right around 11 that night. Without his help, I’m pretty sure it never would have been completed — I would have become too tired to finish and would have given up.