There are days when a cup of coffee is enough to get me going. Of course, today was not one of those days. Two cups apparently were not enough, either. This is how my day developed….
I completed the coffee ritual and began to take stock of the mess on the kitchen table. I had recently finished making some pincushions and still had the accoutrements scattered around looking like an art exhibit from the MOMA. Anyway, I took some of the stuff out to the garage, and as I was passing the hall bathroom, I noticed the little accent table I had acquired for the nook in the bathroom. It was in need of a quick sanding, so I went back to the garage and gave it a once-over, and brought it back into the kitchen, along with a quart of French Linen chalk paint. I wiped it down and let it dry as I took the rest of the crap to the garage or to the study-slash-catchall room.
(Yes, I have a lot of crap in the study and garage and hopefully it will be out of the house once the vendor spot opens in mid November *sobs quietly*)
Moving on, I get the table set up on the floor and open the can, a full quart of the loveliest dun color ever. I set it on the lowest shelf and begin to paint. Meanwhile, my dogs wander over to see what I am doing, since the scent is different from dog food and leftovers and Sonic tatertots. As they jockey for position to get as close as possible to me without having to deal with the scent, Lenny the big dog steps on Ivy the little dog, which makes Ivy irate and forces her to strike back in the only manner she can: using her itty bitty canines and jump at Lenny’s throat. Well, Lenny does NOT like that and turns to snap back at Ivy, which makes Ivy jump more at Lenny and causes Lenny to swing her body around and hit the table, knocking the paint can to the floor.
“GOOD LORD!!! YOU DOGS!!! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!!! NO!!! GET AWAY!!! GO TO YOUR SPOTS NOW!!! STOP TRYING TO LICK THE PAINT, YOU IDIOTS!!! AND STOP TRYING TO LICK ME WITH THE PAINT!!!”
Yeah….so, I hurriedly shooed them out the backdoor and scooped up as much of the paint as I could. Thankfully is it relatively thick paint so I recovered quite a bit. And being one to not waste not, I simply used the rest of the spilled paint to finish painting the first coat. One thing about chalk paint: clean up is easy. I just wiped the floor clean with a wet rag and scrubbed the grout with a toothbrush. Once I was done, I washed the paint out of my clothes, and then went and showered again, because somehow I had paint in my hair. Aggie’s Axiom #18: no matter what I am painting, or how much I cover my hair, paint will eventually get on it and usually towards the back thus defying explanation.
So yes, that was my morning, and rest assured several lessons were learned here:
- Never rely on one cup of coffee
- Make sure to corral the dogs before starting to paint
- Avoid doggie drama and paint outside
Tomorrow is a new day, and I have a new bag of coffee waiting for me π
October 25th, 2016 at 5:38 PM
New bag of coffee! Winning!
October 25th, 2016 at 9:45 PM
LOL, right?? That’s my highlight in this morning π
October 25th, 2016 at 6:49 PM
Fur covered Four footed “children” and household projects just never mix. My siamese had quite the time when i removed the wall paper (yuck) from the liviing room to paint. the previous owners were apparently wont to smoke a lot. the wall paper was impregnated with nicotine. I guess cats like that. he kept trying to eat the paper as I was peeling it off. He finally went into the basement (not willingly) Kudo’s on keeping your cool enough to continue with the painting project and saving some of the lovely paint π
October 25th, 2016 at 9:46 PM
Cats are odd that way. Like valerian, only stinkier π
October 25th, 2016 at 10:31 PM
Chalk paint dog-safe or no? Regardless, I like Lenny, the big dummy.
October 26th, 2016 at 10:08 AM
I called the vet and the customer service for the paint company, and CS said it was non-toxic, and vet said to monitor in case they threw up. Thankfully, they are both fine π
October 26th, 2016 at 12:02 PM
Ok. I think it’s become bad manners to correct grammar. And I could be wrong. But I don’t think the following phrase means what you think it means.
“And being one to not waste not, I simply used the rest of the spilled paint to finish painting the first coat.”
Do not the two nots not the not?
October 29th, 2016 at 12:59 PM
LOL, you are correct. It was an editing fail π
October 26th, 2016 at 3:49 PM
I hope that today is better than yesterday.
Paul L. Quandt
October 29th, 2016 at 12:59 PM
They have been much better so far π
October 29th, 2016 at 7:48 PM
Ah. I see the problem. You dispense coffee by the “cup”. I prefer the “barrel” method.
November 8th, 2016 at 11:05 AM
I was being delicate in my description π
November 8th, 2016 at 9:06 PM
“…..delicate……”
Okay, who are you, and what have you done with Aggie?!?
November 17th, 2016 at 10:59 PM
Fine….FINE!!! I was sick at the time π
November 3rd, 2016 at 11:11 PM
My tard dog loves paint, whenever someone paints he makes sure to get it on his huge, fluffy tail to spread the joy.
I just wiped the floor clean with a wet rag and scrubbed the grout with a toothbrush
I’m pretty sure I would have spread it around and had a lovely dun-colored floor.
November 8th, 2016 at 11:04 AM
HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Your dog and mine would get along great π
November 6th, 2016 at 11:33 AM
Vendor space????
November 8th, 2016 at 11:05 AM
Yes, decided to get a space at a local store to start selling my junk. I am almost out of space in the house and garage π