Well, it's official - the era of painting in my house is OVER! Maggie and I can have our house back and our weekends free to do fun things (like go to museums for me and go to the dog park for Maggie). The days of headaches from paint fumes are done and Maggie hopefully will cease to have paint on her tail or ears from being too curious....YES!

The last painting project was not done by me, but rather by Stan, the bass player in my co-worker's band. He does these side jobs in addition to playing music on the weekends (and I can definitely tell that he's a musician who lived in the 6o's and 70's because he calls me 'babe' or 'sweetheart' which I hate, and calls other musicians 'cats').
Stan painted the whole upstairs common area/hallway, the main stairwell, and then the downstairs entryway/living room. It seemed to take FOREVER (about a week), but I'm so happy with it! I don't know how I handled looking at ALL WHITE WALLS for a year in this house, now that every single wall is covered in color now (except for the tiny laundry room - and I'm not messing with that).
Here are the BEFORE pictures:
I just love the "scaffolding" system - a skinny wood plank between 2 ladders in the staircase.....safe, real safe......
Maggie, working as the Supervisor/General Contractor.....
And here are the AFTER pictures!
It was a great conference and everyone did a nice job - but I was glad to be back home with my Maggie!






Also, I feel like I am becoming more of an introvert as my life progresses. I am alone most of the time (since I live alone and I am somewhat isolated at work) and that has taken its toll on me over the years since my divorce. I don't know if it's a bad thing or just an observation? Also, in the past 5 years I have 'started over' by myself in a new state twice, so you do a lot by yourself (shopping, going out to eat, movies, projects, etc.) during those transitions. I have gotten used to it, but I thought I was just 'enduring' those alone times. Now that I have made friends and am around people more.......it kind of freaks me out sometimes! It's almost like I have a very hard time integrating back into the 'land of the living' around people! WHAT?! I can't figure out if I just prefer to spend a lot of time alone now, or if it's just that I'm so used to it and now I'm trying to change back into being around people more and it's a hard transition?? 










