Something beginning with D... (Sunday)
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The Beautiful Hairy Man & me spent the day with the ipod cranked up, singing with the best of 'em while precariously perched on ladders and stools brandishing rollers. We succeeded in getting more paint on our faces/clothes/carpet than on the wall, and drank enough tea to feel like bonafide workmen.
Judging by the looks of our handiwork in the cold, hard, light of day, I don't think we'll have a future career in the painting and decorating trade.. O_o
Just as well, because I can no longer feel my arms.
Definitely hanging on to those day jobs ;)
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