Painted Ceiling

I haven’t been writing for the past couple of days because we’ve been involved in a project of enormous proportion. We’ve painted clouds on Connor’s ceiling. Now that may not sound like such a great task, but we have popcorn ceilings. First Jorma had to tape off and put plastic over everything in the room. Then he scraped. Then he sanded. Then he scraped. Then he sanded. Then we primed. Then we painted almost three coats of blue. Then we added clouds. It’s a relief to have it all completed and finally after two exhausting days of cloud painting, I feel a sense of accomplishment. Connor’s pretty proud of it too. Although he’s more proud of the fact that Mommy paints the sky for him.
Coming out of pre-school yesterday, Jorma pointed out the clouds in the sky. Connor looked up at them and pointed and said, “Mommy paint?” Jorma explained to him that yes, Mommy paints the sky.
It’s good being a Goddess.