We’ve come up with a new saying. When something turns out to be harder than it should, “That’s like painting with a puppy.”
We packed the car and hit to road with Winn to go to my mom’s house in Southeast Colorado. She lives in a very small, rural town and wants to sell her house, downsize and move closer to one of her children.
Her house is a beautiful, old, brick Georgian style home that needed a fresh coat of paint on the interior along with some other repairs. We had a very long list to accomplish and I’m happy to say that we got almost everything done but I had to repaint a few areas several times because Winn would be right behind me rubbing against it and licking it.
When I was on the ladder she was always right beneath me.
When she got bored, she would start to cruise around, taking things she knew I would need in order to get my attention. She grabbed my gloves, paint rollers, garbage bags, my empty coffee cup, and as often as possible, a roll of paper towels.
Since she wanted to always be near, I finally tied her to a radiator pipe so that she could see me but not disrupt my painting progress.
I took lots of breaks when she was feeling restless and was most productive while she napped. She loved my mom’s yard, romped through her lily patch, played in the sprinkler and ran around when she got the zoomies.
It took a week but we accomplished what we set out to do. Her house looks beautiful and is ready to show!