This past weekend, my parents came over to help John and I paint our house because they are saints. I was all excited and bouncy when they first got here on Saturday AM - I wanted to show off all the prep work we did and brag about our killer color choice for the living room. Once the primer cans were opened, and we started to actually work, the smile slowly faded from my face as my arms, back and thighs began to ache. By the end of the first 16 hour day, we were all covered in paint, sweat and TOTALLY high. It was wash/rinse/repeat after that.....the second 16 hour day was as equally crappy if not worse, as we were now sore and had lost all shreds of hope, sanity, and strength. Not to mention we {I must have a mouse in my pocket...I mean DAD} sanded the walls of the guest bath down. I have two words for that: dust bowl. It was literally EVERYWHERE in the house, and my poor dad had this gross allergic reaction to the dust particles. He handled it like the trooper that he is, and basically put all of us to shame in terms of endurance. He is like the energizer bunny, and officially my hero (well, obviously....I did name this blog after a phrase of his.). Don't worry mom, you're my hero too....but not my "wall detailing" hero, and you know plain well why. ;) We managed to get most of the rooms painted, but still have to do all the trim work by Wednesday night. Let me just tell you, the next time I hear someone say "Oh! It's not a big deal....all you have to do is paint", I am going to punch them in the face. Painting sucks, y'all.

Attached are some snapshots from our bedroom, the one room in the house that we didn't attack with primer and paint this past weekend. Gosh I love that Ikea bookshelf...simple, cheap, and versatile. I like the photograph my little brother took even more though. Anyways, it's like our little oasis in there right now. After we finish painting the rest of this hell hole, I am officially going to lay in a horizontal position and not move an inch for at least a week (obvious exaggeration, but wish it was fact). Clearly, I'm going to need some epic reading material. What's on your bookshelves and Kindles?