Brinn and I are creating a garden in her bedroom. Now, this is a project that sounded fun and easy, right? NOT QUITE.
I did a garden theme in Maeve’s room when she was 2. I painted a mural on the wall that looked like a white picket fence, and hand painted all of the flowers. But this time for Brinn, I wanted to make the walls 3-D.
I got the bright idea to simply buy pre-made pickets from Lowe’s, and paint those! So clever.
I dropped Brinn off at pre-school, then Shaye and I headed to the store for the pickets.
I grabbed 20. I went to the wood department and found the nearest guy that looked wood knowledgeable. He tells me how many I need, dimensions, gave tips like “if your husband could sand down the sides….less likely to get slivers…SAFETY”. Uh huh.
Shaye went down for a nap, I dove into my project. I painted more than half of the pickets. They looked so cute. Bob came home, and I was really excited to show him my newest endeavor.
He came outside, and with hesitation said, “yeah, those aren’t going in Brinn’s room”.
“…yeah…uh those are pressure treated, filled with chemicals like arsenic, didn’t they tell you?”
I looked down. *sigh* I threw the paint brush down. I kicked something. I lowered my head and dragged my seriously pissed off ass into the house.
After dinner Bob drove me over to Lowe’s with all of the supplies. I returned everything…well everything except the paintbrush I ruined. They gave me back the money, but I felt a twinge of sympathy for the “wood guy” who was going to get a good ass ripping from his manager about selling me toxic pressure treated wood to use in a toddler’s bedroom.
I still haven’t decided what to do for pickets, but Brinn, Shaye (my supervisor) and I have started working on some of the decorations.
All of the little odds and ends are done, but I have to figure out that G-D fence.
and here is my other little sunshine just because :)
Did someone need an LOLCAT? Here’s Shady, my mom’s idiotic kitten that does REALLY stupid stuff. (But this was cute.)