I don't know

I don't know why I stopped blogging. Boredom with my life, I suppose. Winter depression, seasonal affective disorder, something. The fact is that I had not much going on in my life for the last few months, so what would I write. I'm not really depressed, I guess. I'm just not having all that much fun lately. Though there have been moments.

Regardless, I'm going to try some blogging again.

So I spent most of last week painting. We've been in our house for 10 years now. It was new when we moved in, all white walls of course. And after ten years, some areas weren't looking too good. I think the first room we ever painted was when we were expecting Allie. Then we did a bathroom, then Julia's room, then the dining room, then another bathroom. A few months ago, I painted the master bathroom and now last week, I painted our living room/kitchen/dinette, which is all one big space.

It was probably the least satisfying room we've painted because I went with off-white. In all of the other rooms, we've added some color. After literally almost four solid days of work, all I ended up with is walls that look like they did 10 years ago. But they do look good.

Unfortunately, the rooms we have left that have never been painted are our bedroom (which could use it but really isn't any kind of priority), the mudroom (which could use it but gets so beat up through use that it probably wouldn't look like we'd done anything about 10 minutes after the paint dried) and our foyer. And the foyer needs to be painted pretty badly. But. It's two stories high, with clerestory windows that I think we've cleaned twice in 10 years. And light fixtures that were probably pretty cheap 10 years ago and that I now dislike immensely. So I'm thinking if we ever get around to painting this area, it'll require scaffold rental and a head for heights. And money for new light fixtures.

In other words, it won't be happening soon. Which is just as well since I'm kind of painted-out at the moment.