There are a lot of funny things that happen when you are remodeling your home.
Like when you are walking into your newly tiled bathroom
with supplies, like dark tinted primer for the vanity
that the guy at Lowe's who-thinks-you-paint-anything-that-isn't-nailed-down mixed for you yesterday.
Just bringing it in there,
in case you have 30 minutes to spare and want to 'dig in.'
And instead you drop the unopened can of darkly tinted primer
and it explodes at your feet
running into all the tan grout
and splashing up onto the side of the tub
and on your shoes
and the vanity (which is actually ok because that is the only place it's supposed to be).
And taking some of the towels it landed on, dripping with paint,
and thowing them into the vanity sinks.
And finding even more towels to wipe up the paint
(I'm talking almost a whole quart of thick charcoal gray kilz)
and smearing it all over the place.
And then, after a lot of words that are not very nice,
Thank you, Lord. For making me the painter I am and knowing that I need to clean up sometimes. I know that I have a huge can of mineral spirits in the garage. Please please please please help me get this paint out of my grout. Before hubs comes home. Thankyousoverymuch. I think I need to slow down. Amen.
And I poured the mineral spirits all over the mess, took my toothbrush and scrubbed. And scrubbed. Most of it came out. I worked up a sweat, I tell you. This mistake was not going to get the best of me.
Because I haven't even done after photos yet, for heaven's sake.
I also find this particularly funny because I just had the best salad (thank you amy, that tuscan salad is superb!) that made me feel so wholesome and good. I even rinsed my lettuce with vinegar, so as not to consume anything chemical or yucky.
And then I spent a half hour with my head in the fumes of mineral spirits. It's all about balance, right?
Also, I need to find a new toothbrush.
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* I've had a couple emails about my sense of humor with this little mishap. The thing is, it was a mess, but it wasn't the end of the world. In the Big Picture, I'm just a comfortable suburban housewife with very few things to worry about on a daily basis. This really is the Small Stuff. And am I ever so thankful for that. xoxo. happy weekend. *