Paint Fumes
I have (mostly) finished painting and am very proud of myself for doing it so quickly and all by myself. There is a great sense of accomplishment that comes from finishing a large project with one's own abilities. I started at about eleven this morning, got everything that I could reach without additional height done by 12:30, then stood on my bed to do the top parts of the walls and the ceiling. And that was done by about 4:30, with a few breaks and a run to Starbucks for extra caffeine.
It is EXHAUSTING to paint ceilings. I don't do well with heights, even a few feet off the ground, and when you add in the fact that the bed isn't exactly stable, the paint fumes are fumey, and you have to sort of lean back and reach up to get the ceiling, well, it's not relaxing. But I did it! I wanted to stop halfway through but then I know I would have put it off for a long time and I really wanted it done. So I just had more caffeine.
The only thing that I really could not do was get that one little corner above my wardrobe. My room has a dresser, closet, and vanity built into it. I could stand on the vanity and almost reach all of the ceiling above the dresser part, but the closet is longer and I think it's physically impossible to get to that corner, at least for me. Obviously someone was able to get to it because it's green, but I'm not sure how they did it. Perhaps they had really long arms. Or perhaps they were using a ladder instead of a bed. At any rate, I am tired and headachey and I have given up on that corner for now.
I also rearranged my furniture a bit (pics to come, as soon as I can figure out how to upload them...) I like it so far...I may put the black couch underneath the window in my room. Or I may get a piano and put it there. I want a piano. Don't know when I'm going to get one.
Time for shower and then going to see Coraline (finally!) with Stacy and Brian. Exciting pants.