Guess where I slept last night? If you guessed "in my bedroom," you're right! Yesterday I finally got the painting finished and moved the furniture back in. All that's left is to get some shades, which I might just go ahead and do tonight once our three trick-or-treaters have come and gone.
Here's what it looked like around midnight last night. Forgive the horrible photography:
I woke up early both days this weekend to start painting. On Saturday I did the second coat on the walls and the first coat on the trim. On Sunday I finished the trim and it became quite obvious that I didn't have enough paint left for the closet doors. As long as I needed to buy paint anyway, I decided to go with an accent color:
It also gave me the opportunity to switch from eggshell to semi-gloss for the doors, which will help them withstand wear-and-tear a little better.
While I was on my way to the hardware store for paint, I got a text that one of the volunteers from my animal rescue group was dealing with kittens that someone had dumped at one of the stores where we display our adoptable cats. They'd been left outside the store in a lidless crate with a note, so the store employees rounded up the two kittens they could find (we have no way of knowing how many there were to begin with) and gave them food, water, a litterbox and a blanket for snuggling.
I called A Librarian to see if she'd be willing to foster them at least temporarily and she agreed, but was on her way to work. I went and picked up the kittens (friendly little orange tabbies, probably 5-6 weeks old), installed them in a cat condo in my friend's garage, and went home to get back to work.
Part of my afternoon was taken up with a fundraising event at Veronica's Voice with my Soroptimist Club, but I changed back into my painting clothes as soon as I got back and did my two coats of orange paint on the closet doors and the panels of the inside of the room door.
Oh, and I spilled some of the orange paint at an inopportune moment that allowed Xena to track through it and get it everywhere. So now there's an orange cat footprint on my pillowcase for all eternity. Thanks, Xena.
The one thing that isn't finished is the inside of the closet. I did a stunningly poor job of patching the hole in my closet wall and caulking the huge crack along one corner seam. (Big thanks to @WordofChris for giving me drywall screws for the project.)
I'm going to paint the interior of the closet white, in part because it doesn't have a light. I predict that my husband will be able to move his stuff back in no later than next weekend.
It was a long, two-month process but it was SO worth it! We love the way the bedroom looks and I cannot wait to start entertaining again now that I have a living room.
Man, I'm tired.