So, we picked out colors, finally closed, moved in, and I got to work. After about a month of living here, it was done! I had painted our kitchen, dining room, every. single. bedroom, and the office. It took forever. You know that feeling when painting is fun, and then after about 10 minutes you're just ready to be done? Well, that feeling lagged on for FOUR WEEKS. You can imagine that I was more than thrilled and totally proud of myself when I finished. I sat around for a couple of days staring at our beautiful walls, thinking about how awesome I am, and just so excited that this house is really ours.
Then, it was time to move on to other things that needed my attention. First up? Our palm trees. They looked like they had been through the worst, and somehow were still standing. Like they had been through a landscaping battle. They had seen stuff. Okay, I don't know about all that, but they looked bad. So, Elijah went down for a nap, the older two got a movie in the office (right next to the front with lots of windows so that I could still see and hear them...) and I got to it.
Look what I accomplished!
The walls. THE WALLS!
My beautiful, freshly painted walls... had crayon ALL OVER THEM.
And not just the walls. The blinds. The windowsill. The entertainment center.
The one picture that totally describes the life of a Mom of Littles. One step forward, two steps back.
BUT, I did not think about the fact that our folded up ladder was leaned against the bookshelf and, at the very top of the bookshelf, inside a box, were the crayons. And, sadly, I mistook their quietness for movie-watching. This part I totally blame on myself. I mean, any Mom of Littles know that quietness=mischevious behavior, right?! :/
Oh, sigh. Such is the life of a Mom, I guess.
I fold the laundry, only to walk away for 2 seconds, just long enough for the kids to come jump on the bed and leave a heaping mess of wrinkly clothes. I load the dishwasher, only to have a baby crawl up and take out 2 things for every 1 I put in. I mop the floor, only to have them find the tiniest amount of water in the backyard, mix it with some dirt, and then come running through the house covered in mud. I paint the walls, only to have crayon drawn all over them just a few days later. :(
Well, because of my extreme frustration and the fact that I was so tired of painting, I procrastinated for 5 months. Yep, for 5 months we had crayon all over the office walls.
But today, friends, I can happily say that they have been repainted! Finally, finally, it is done.
Well, for now.
I'm excited, but I just can't get too excited because I know the next giant mess is only one mischievous plot away.
Anybody feeling me? Leave me some love in the comments below. Obviously, I need it today. :)