I have finally painted EVERY SINGLE ROOM in this house. My oldest son was a holdout. He liked the weird, bilious, grey-green that his room was painted when we moved in. But a few months ago he wanted to move some furniture around, which meant we had to move some art around, and he was finally ready for a paint change. He chose a dark, moody grey that totally fits his dark, moody teenage attitude!! I don't have many pictures since he turned it back into a disgusting hovel of dirty dishes, coke cans, and sweaty clothes basically as soon as I closed the paint can. This is as much as I could snap before the filth began to creep back in.
This is the only clean space in the room
I also managed to finally paint the kitchen trim that looked like it had been through a war. But I don't have any pictures because it's boring. Painting trim is the least satisfying project ever, and I only have about five miles of it left to go. Yay...
But I did do a quickie project the other day that makes me smile every time I see it- and it took me less than 5 minutes and cost $1. I'm a big fan of fortune cookies. Not the actual cookie- those taste like slightly sweet cardboard, but I love a good fortune. And every once in a while, you'll get one that's really great. When that happens, I like to keep them. But it's very hard to keep up with an inspiring message on a tiny slip of paper, so I turn them into art. My husband and I got these years ago, and they sit on a shelf in our bedroom.
It's been true so far!
The other night I cracked open a fortune cookie to find this little gem, "You will overcome difficult times." Now, I realize that's generic, but we've had a few mild struggles lately, so it spoke to me. I saw it as both a promise and encouragement and worth keeping around. Luckily, I already had this tiny dollar tree frame sitting around. They're actually meant to be place card holders, but I'd picked one up to frame a sweet note that one of my twins had written me on a mini post-it, and I grabbed another while I was at it. All I had to do was glue my fortune on a scrap of sparkly cardstock I had on hand, and slide it in the frame, and voila'- art for a dollar!
Well, I guess technically it would be a dollar and the cost of Chinese take-out, but my in-laws brought that when they babysat my kids, so it only cost me a buck. And now I have a little bit of encouragement on my kitchen windowsill for the days that I start to doubt myself.
