Monday night, my husband came home around 8:30 and was surprised to find me painting my office. Early that morning, as I lay in bed, unable to sleep, I decided to paint my office. The deadline was driven by a Tuesday installation appointment for a TV. After all, why hang the TV on a wall with old paint, nail holes and patches of paint missing where the dry-erase squares had been removed?
New fresh paint would make a difference.
To my husband's credit, when he walked into my office, he looked around and offered to help. With his help, we were...











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