The 4th weekend in the house, I painted my bedroom. You would think that’d be a fairly simple task, but no, nothing in this house is ever allowed to be simple. See, my bedroom is paneled. Just like the kitchen, and the other bedroom. Well, not just like, since the bedrooms have both been painted in the past, while the kitchen is still unabashedly knotty pine. Anyhow, the point here: painting paneling. Instead of just rollering the nice flat surface of the wall in every direction, and only having to cut in edges, suddenly, there are edges everywhere. Every single groove between panels has to have a paintbrush run along it. So I’d spend 45 minutes cutting in and painting every line, then roller the flat surface in less than 10 minutes, and then start again on the next wall. Oh yeah, and I was painting it yellow, so it took two coats. But it ended up lovely, really. Even with the evil paneling of evil.

That week, I also got an awesome pendant lamp for the living room – even with the seven(!) lamps, it just really needed an overhead light. I got one that can plug into a wall outlet, but that I can also eventually convert into a standard ceiling fixture when I finally hire an electrician. The lamp is perfect – and now I have two lights that come on when I flip the wall switch, so I’m not living in semi-darkness.