One house, two people and a fresh start. How we combined the best of my stuff with the best of his stuff, and filled many of the remaining spaces with Craigslist finds.
My Love Affair with Paint
When I was a kid, I actually used to take a bucket of water and a wide paintbrush and paint the outside of our house. Even then I found something satisfying about the act of taking those long brush strokes with a paintbrush.
And then, there's the incredible restorative power of paint. It makes everything all fresh and clean and happy. It's instant gratification for me. I almost wrote that paint is better than chocolate, but that would be heresy.
Let's face it, I love the smell of Benjamin Moore in the morning.
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