Painting

We have spent a good chunk of the weekend painting our family room. I believe painting is a little like pregnancy - you look forward to the results, but you forget how awful it is until you are actually doing it again. I had grand visions of how we would paint like mad for about two days, and be done with it. But alas, I had neglected to factor in my children, and how unenthused I become after a few hours. I also tend to get motion sickness after a while (unfortunately, just about anything will give me motion sickness). So here it is Monday night, MLK day has come and gone, and the room still needs one more coat of paint. It will have to be finished during nap times and evenings this week.