I think that's how the saying goes anyway.
It took me nearly until four o'clock yesterday to get motivated to tackle the painted verse up there on the kitchen wall. (I am the queen of procrastination.) As I was outlining each chalked letter with a sharpie marker (this works great when you are going to be painting your letters black) Ralph wandered in to the kitchen from his afternoon post on the sofa where he watches Judge Judy each day, and looked up at my work.
He then offered up his opinion on my project, as he asked me why I wasn't simply painting my verse on a board, which could be easily removed when I got tired of it. As I explained my reasons (boards sometimes warp, it would be thick, it's a different look, yada yada...) I felt a wave of panic that maybe I was making a mistake up here on the ladder, and I would be spending three days trying to color match this oil based paint in the kitchen to cover my sharpie marker letters up.
In the end, I advised him to get back out to his beloved Judith Sheindlin and leave the wall art to me. Of course, he was just trying to help, (as he said no less than three times) and he did raise some good points, but I was too far in to turn back now. I finished outlining all of the letters and stood back to study things.
(Can I say here that this stay-home quarantine thing brings a whole new meaning to quality together time?)
It took me an hour long break before I got back up on the ladder to begin painting in my letters, both because the job seemed enormous, and daunting, and part of me was worried that Ralph was right. Worried that possibly when I finished I just might be calling Home Depot for a one by twelve foot board for curbside pickup so I could start over and cover the wall art.
After painting about a third of the letters, my creative advisor popped back into the kitchen and, much to my relief, (and sheer delight!) he gave his seal of approval in a tone that sounded more than a little surprised at how much he liked it.
I took two more substantial breaks during the evening (to visit with a couple of friends on the phone, but mainly to snack.) and wrapped things up before the ten o'clock news. Al in all, it was about a three to four hour project, had I done it start to finish in one time slot.
It isn't perfect, and I have some touch up to do this morning, here and there. Also, I am still contemplating whether or not to add a little scrolly do-dad at each end, but for now, it is done, and I think we both like it. A lot.
