I have a large group coming for Thanksgiving (YAY!) so I’m doing a little home improvement work in the form of painting. I have 2 bedrooms and a hallway to paint and a lot of trim.
I hate painting – I really do. I don’t know why because it can be sort of mindless and meditative and gives me time to listen to music but it’s just not my thing. I’m not careful enough and I constantly screw things up. I paint the walls and the, in the process of painting the trim I get the trim paint on the walls. Or vise versa. So annoying. And the taping – OMG! It takes forever.
I find that as I’m working my way through the room I am constantly fighting the urge to quit. My inner voice starts to whine – I’m hungry,,,, I’m tired,,,,, my back hurts.. blah…blah.. blah.. boo… hoo.. and the other voice pipes up “Come on – just one more wall – you can do it! Keep going!l You’re strong.. you can make it!”
It’s just like being on a long run or needing to swim another 1000 yards.
I can’t wait for the big event when the work pays off because it means my house will be full of people – Double YAY!