A Thousand Little Holes

Lots of Holes

I’ve been in my house for 18 years. The 4 bedrooms have not been painted since before I moved in. This house is/was a crayon box. Bedrooms- one eggshell, one yellow, one peachy pink, and one seafoam green. The kitchen and living room were two different shades of green, I painted the living room a beige color the day we moved in. There was also a yellow den and a red formal dining room. Crayon box. 5-6 years ago, I painted the kitchen, all three bathrooms and the formal dining room. The yellow room still stands.

I am preparing to get new flooring upstairs– the carpet was here when I moved in, too. I painted the stairs on Thanksgiving day. Then, this weekend, I painted 3 of the 4 bedrooms. Hopefully soon, I will get the middle son’s room painted.Then the carpet ripping begins. I’m really excited about the changes.

Huskies supervising–the awful pink is now gone.

My oldest son’s room has at least a thousand holes in the wall from all the things he hung up using push pins. At least a thousand. I patched as many as I could. I miss quite a few. A thousand may be an understatement. Groups of 6, singles, just crazy holes. I got my room and his room done yesterday and the peachy pink room done today. I wrote this on FB earlier:

“I’ve learned a lot this painting round….

The finished guest bedroom

*Huskies really like to be with people.
*Painting is therapeutic, too. It makes the house seem new- kinda like what God does with us.
As I am painting and reflecting on all the things that have happened in this house over the last 18 years….. I noticed the last people who painted weren’t perfect, either.

All 4 bedrooms have never painted since moving in back in 2005. Drips, white showing through. Not that I want others to be imperfect, but it sure makes me feel better about my painting mistakes. LOL

What a journey it’s been. God has been with me/us every step of the way. This room was our first classroom before it became an office and then a guest bedroom. We moved the classroom to the yellow room downstairs…..

My room and the 3rd room.

Covering up the handprints, shoe prints and marks….. I cherish every single one of them. My house has been lived in. Filled with love, joy, happiness and sometimes not so good things…. But above all Love bears all things, believes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.
^^^that scripture will be hanging up on my guest bedroom wall.

Lots of imperfections….. but Love and His grace. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

It really is amazing what a fresh coat of paint can do. I really like how it turned out. A decade ago, I would never have thought of painting one room by myself, much less 3 in a weekend. I’m kind of proud of myself.

It’s back to work by 5am tomorrow. Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving.

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