Lest you think I fell in a can of paint...

I did. Oh it was so embarassing. I was on the ladder, putting the second coat of Surrey Beige at the top of the walls. I had to get off the ladder to move it and somehow my feet got tangled, my balance got lost, and I tumbled downward toward the open paint can.

My mother rather of factly said, "Oh, Alicia..."

Cleaning paint off of myself, the floor, the golden walls I was thinking to myself, "What have I done?" and wondering how far back this was going to set me in terms of being done before Damon, Fuller, and the dogs got back this morning.

APRIL FOOL'S!

Hahahahahahahaha! Look at your face. You were so worried about me, weren't you?

No, no. There was no falling into my paint can, no huge messes, just pretty painted walls. My mom and I finished putting the second coat of paint on the walls yesterday around 5:30. Then it was off to Lowe's and Wal-Mart to check out window treatments. Today we are cleaning up in order to be ready for D & his dad to come home in an hour and start putting up the freshly painted window and door moldings in the living room and dinning room.

Pictures and stories of mother and child reunion later.