What a crazy two weeks it has been. I sincerely apologize for not updating this sooner, a lot has been going on in my personal life. I know you all were excited to hear about my cleaning experience at Danielle's but alas, that did not take place. Instead I have an amazing story about love, sickness, big dogs and why I hate painting!
This past week my family has gone through a rough patch, not to get into details but we are all a little heartbroken right now regarding some "issues." As we talked on the phone for hours over the past week it is warming to feel their love even though we are states apart. I know earlier I said this blog isn't about finding love, but this past week has shown me maybe it is. Not romantic kiss on the beach happy ever after love, but love that is selfless and unconditional for people in general. Who reminded me of this? Well besides my AMAZING family (and my cat Bubba), the lovely cute couple that is R and C. Here is their story.
Two single parents sacrificing everything for their lovely cherubs,doubting if they will ever find time to meet someone who has the same passion for God, family and large dogs. Step in C's stepmother, family friend of R for years, notices their laughs are the same, and they each have a twinkle in their eye. Blind date was a success and love blossoms uncontrollably (insert melting heart here).
Fast forward to a week ago, R and child move into C's condo, insanity ensues! It has been rented out for years and while the upstairs has been cleaned up and shows no signs of old renters the downstairs is a different story. Half painted walls, old dog food dried onto the kitchen floor, my OCD goes into overload the second R shows me the place. My mind races as I wonder how R will turn the bedrooms into the children's rooms...I suggest they just sell it and find another house, for some reason R says no. R goes into detail of what she envisions and I see it. I see a new family sitting in the living room watching cartoons on Saturday morning, children's heights being marked on the wall in the hall to track their crazy growth. I see a family growing together, learning how to bring two loving family's together. Then R points out since C works out of town 5 days a week, and R has a full time job and being a full time mom there really isn't any room in the days to make this happen.
I drag R to my car and we go to home depot to pick out colors. Navajo white for the living room and hall, and harvest brown for the kids rooms! I explain that come tomorrow I will show up while R is working and I will paint away! My housewarming gift to them.
As scheduled I show up at the casa only to find R on her deathbed, literally. I decided to cook her food, feed the baby, feed the dogs, clean the kitchen, and then I'll get to painting. As i take my supplies downstairs I instantly regret offering my services, I don't think I like this couple enough to handle the project. Just kidding but seriously here are the before pictures.
The top picture is how the lovely last owners left the bedroom, half painted in many areas, oh and ya ITS NOT DRYWALL! Oh my, painting doesn't sound fun now. Then the living room has three different type of stucco's on each wall, and 50+ nail/screw holes and cracks. I start off trimming the top and bottom, first coat down and I realized this is going to need more than two coats, woohoo. I then fill in the holes while i wait for first coat of edging to dry, then I go back and do a second coat. I had two wait a while for the nail hole filler to dry so I can sand it down. Eventually I'm on to rolling the first wall, two hours later. I take a break and make some calls on jobs while i wait for it to dry. As i do the second coat I realize ugh....3 coats will need to happen to cover the berry colored paint. So I head upstairs to check on R.
Literally R looks like death. I get the baby and make a bottle, force R to drink water since nothing has stayed down in 24hrs. We call the doctors office an they inform R to come to the ER right away. I load up both in my car drop the baby off at C's dads house (we don't want to get the baby sick hanging out in the er all night). At this point I still think its food poisoning and that if we give it some more time all will turn out ok.
Not the case, R is admitted to the ER loaded up on painkillers, IV's for hydrating her water deprived body and number of tests to figure out what's wrong. (Nothing has been confirmed with the tests but R is doing much better...yaya!)
I went to paint and ended up taking care of a whole house. =) I'm so glad I was able to be there for R since C was out of town. If I was in R's shoes, I wouldn't want to be alone. While the painting didn't get finished, I'll be back soon to finish my job.




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