I'm running on a low tank of gas today. Last night hubby and I painted until 12:30am and when I finally fell into bed…..I hurt so badly that I couldn't fall asleep.
Misery.
To add insult to my aching body….I think I blew up my hottub over the weekend. I mean, what else could a kapow spooft sound mean? Then add in a little smoke and the motor NOT RUNNING AT ALL ANYMORE?
Devil, don't get me down.
On a good note, the ugly brick wall in my kitchen along with all the trim is painted a fresh new color and all is right with the world in there.
See how good life can be when you put troubles into perspective. Even when you're living on only a few hours of sleep. Life is still good!
Happy Friday eve, y'all!