She could hardly believe it. Yes, her father purchased the paint and her mother cleared (a portion) of her calendar and would begin, just as soon as the floor was relocated.
(Oh how swiftly we fell off the staging wagon, post-for sale sign.)
And now the before:
Yes, the very good girl was not the tidiest of children. Her mother granted her the Creative Person Pass today, because her heart was feeling generous.
(Recipe for Generous spirit: One part sunshine, two parts Mai Tai during Aloha Hour, with a dash of No More Blowing My Nose glee.)
For what she lacks is cleanliness, she makes up for with watercolors. She's on a Beatles bender this month.
Then the very good girl's brother looked up from his X-box and declared: Oh mother, I too have grown weary of my Disney phase. What about me?
And so began my quest: Revamp some bedrooms with the flick of the wrist, a little magic and a small budget.
Stay tuned for the Afters.