On Friday, sans any discussion with my husband, I purchased a super sweet credenza* at a garage sale. Then I hit the hardware store, stocked up on spray paint, came home and got to work.
Saturday morning I asked my husband if we (re: he) could please paint** wall in the living room I wanted the credenza to go on. It’s a big, heavy piece and I didn’t want to have to dink around with moving it in order to paint.
“Sure,” was the response.
Sweet! So I went about my merry
huffing spray painting way. When I came inside an hour or so later I came inside and discovered half the living room painted. And then! Then! He painted the stairwell AND the upstairs hall.
*The credenza is getting its own post. Patience, grasshopper.
**We already had the paint. We’ve been weekend warrior-ing a lot lately.