The Nursery

This weekend was a busy one. It started off really nice because Dennis and I decided that we should take Friday the 13th off to celebrate his birthday. Then, on Saturday, Dennis drove to Columbus, GA to pick up the crib and dresser/changing station for Connors room. I stayed home to make sure that the guy who was installing the crown molding didn't have any questions or issues.

I was incredibly excited about the crown molding because we were getting a really good deal on this project. Or so I thought. Around noon he asked me to come in to see what he had done. Yes, the crown molding looked great but he was acting like he was finished and he hadn't even started painting, caulking, or filling in the nail holes. Well, I found out that is why we got such a good price: it didn't include any of that stuff.

Painting couldn't be that hard, right? WRONG. If anyone ever asks you to paint crown molding, say NO and run away from them as fast as you can because they are not your friend.

I thought that it would only take an hour or so to caulk, tape off the walls and ceiling, and then paint. I guess I get points for being optimistic. But, I should lose at least as many points for being dead wrong. And I mean DEAD WRONG. So, we're not keeping score on this one.

After caulking, taping, painting, and then re-painting and re-caulking, I am finally finished painting in Connors room. This is one time that I am happy the room is small. Any larger and I might've jumped out the window. Or screamed. Or both.

I cannot wait for Connor to lay on his back and just stare at the crown molding and appreciate every bit of sweat, tears, and love that went into getting his room ready. And, he should appreciate the fact that WE don't even have crown molding in OUR room.