Orange was a better time for us.

A tale of two instruments who can make lovely music, but perhaps they are out of tune.....

The task seemed to get harder and harder as we progressed on our painting adventures. Let's just say that there were glitches in the system. It all starts with the painting of the brown on the opposite walls in the master bedroom. So the short story is that the color brown brought disconnect and annoyance to those involved with painting. Of course now continuing to share it only makes it certain that there was frustration there. It was not Will or me to blame....but our styles and our levels of perfection. I suppose I discovered that I was a lot less perfectionistic. So, the season of brown painting was wretched! But we knew there would be a new season coming. And orange was that season. It was a better time for us!Starting in on the orange was a good idea. It was close to 10 when we started....oi! At least we were not using the horrendous Country Cottage Grandma Georgia Peach color they gave us at first. We demanded to get the color remixed to something like Copper Pot. We had a revelation about tape. We should use it.It was hot as boilers as I was sticking my hand up in the corner by the lights

It was cramped as cubby down there on the linoleum. Will found his joy by squeezing his brush in the most impossible places (behind the toilet & under the heater) Good work Will!Now I can surely admit that this time of painting orange was much, much better for us. But the orange time will always be a time of redemption. That has to be an encouragement to someone who is in a brown time. ...just wait the orange time is coming. Recieve the peace!Today we had a bundle of ladies over to paint with us. I finished the orange. The hallway, the living room, and the dining room were tackled with female gusto! In this picture are YWAM Denver cats: Chey, Will, Abbie. Trish & Sam. They were awesome workers and we had fun today.

Trish brought lunch! THANKS!

Meet Kerusso! Will bought a cat on Saturday. His name was one we discussed greatly. When the sound of Kerusso came around it was immediately a winner. He is a lovely cat, playful, a Russian Blue mix, and getting used to the new condo. (By the way, I have a shirt on....it just does not have straps---believe me that would scare the cat for sure)