Waiting For Paint To Dry

Right now I am waiting for paint to dry.  (I won’t tell you where.  But you’ll love it when you see it.)  Waiting for paint to dry gives me perfectly adequate pondering time.

I spent the entire day Monday with my best friend Kami.  She helped me with all the things.  By the end of day we had primed, tested paint samples, re-primed, bought custom-mixed paint, shopped at the hardware store, ate Quizno’s, painted a room, taped, painted more, talked to Karl, talked about Karl, and stomped through volcanoes in our DIY boots.  It was a stellar day.

Since I’m waiting for the final coat of paint to dry and I can’t show you the project, I am going to do a gratitude post.  These are some, not all, of the things I am thankful for.

I am grateful for Aaron.  He gets me.  He lets me be silly.  He laughs when I laugh, even if he doesn’t know what I’m laughing at.  I’m grateful that he not only lets my imagination run wild with projects, but jumps in and helps.  He loves them just as much as I do.  I’m grateful for his web-developer skills.  Without him, my blog would look like a craft project done by a first-grader.  “Cute.”  I’m grateful for the person he is.

I’m grateful for my talents.  I know they come from God.  I’m grateful at the opportunity I’ve had to share my talents.  I’m so grateful for the blogger friends I have made.  I feel like we have been friends forever.  (I’m even stopping by Claire’s to pick up our BFF half-heart friendship necklaces.)  I have had deeper conversations with them than with some of my life-long friends.

I’m grateful for my best friend Kami.  She knows me like it’s nobody’s business.  She is always knows what to ask me to get me to open up about what I’m going through.  She loves me unconditionally.  I’m so blessed to have her friendship.  If I could be a fraction of how amazing Kami is, I would be in great shape.

I’m grateful for Indy & Buster.  They love me on days I don’t wear make up.  They love me on days I feel discouraged.  They are the world’s best cuddlers.  They are rays of sunshine.

I’m grateful for my tenants children.  Matt, Addi and Karl have been one of the biggest blessings I’ve experienced the past 3.5 months.  There are moments where it gets really tough.  But the love we have in our home for each other is incredible.  We are a crazy little family.

I’m grateful for my mum and dad.  My dad taught me everything I know about power tools and DIY.  I’m grateful he took me to the lumber yard with him every Saturday morning, and watched New Yankee Workshop every Saturday afternoon.  I’m grateful for all the service he gives to me and Aaron.  He is the Jedi Master.  Always teaching us and refining our skills.  I’m grateful for my mum.  She is one amazing woman.  She has taught me to be strong in a raging storm.  I don’t know what I’d do without her.

I guess my “what I’m thankful for” post has turned into a “who I’m thankful for” post.  That goes to show what really matters.  I can’t wait to show you what I’ve been working on today.  I’m thankful for having readers who make this journey 1810 times more fun.

What do you think about while the paint dries?

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  • Emma (Broke Ass Home)

    And I’m thankful for my daily dose of you!

  • yay!
    also… I think you, Emma, Tracie, and I all maybe need to take this to the next level. Facebook friends?! My real life friends don’t DIY, or care about DIY, and seriously it is really nice to have started chatting with you all 🙂

    • Yes. It’s high time this is made facebook official. 🙂 Having DIY blog friends is the best.

  • Josh

    New Yankee Workshop is the best ever. When I was working graves, it helped me sleep soundly before my 12-hour marathon shift Saturday night.