Restorations & Libations

I looked in the mirror this morning, and I saw an abundance of grey hairs. I panicked for a split second – is this experience aging me overnight?

Sigh… No. It’s white milk paint in my hair.

I just didn’t notice it since I had a few glasses of wine as a reward. But I shouldn’t be surprised, as I have paint on every finger and nearly every toe.

I’ve been a refinishing machine the last few weeks. With so much anticipation building during these “inspections/appraisals” days, I’ve decided to make productive use of my anxious energy. Plus, with a limited decorating budget for the cottage, I have been killing two birds, as it were, by acquiring a lot of less expensive, second-hand furniture with the notion of refinishing them myself.

I have to say, while I’m far from an expert, YouTube does make it relatively easy to learn. The midwestern late summer heat and the mosquitos that have been inhabiting my workspace are the only things keeping me from actually finding this enjoyable.

Oh, who am I kidding? I’m still finding it enjoyable. It’s been a rewarding and satisfying distraction, and I can’t wait to get back out there and finish the dining room table!