I've spent too much time in paint stores lately. Let me just say what everyone standing in line at the paint counter is thinking: "Just shoot me now!" Even the people who work there act like they absolutely hate their job. Can't say as I blame them.
Last night, I was buying paint for the play: black paint for the platforms and red paint for the "brick" walls. As if buying the paint wasn't torture enough, now I actually have to use it. I hate it all: the painting, the mess, and the cleaning up. *sigh*
On a sweeter note, the Lady Bug got to meet some of her relatives on Saturday.
But while the Little Big Brother and his wife were holding the Lady Bug...
It didn't help any when L called me from her new I-phone yesterday. *sniff, sniff*
The whole world is going I-phone crazy, and I completely understand it.
However, I probably have enough craziness in my life right now. After all, I am buying black paint, faking brick buildings, creating a 1920's car that can fit through the backstage doors, and figuring out how to play a football game on stage. I know. You're wishing you were me about right now, aren't you?!
My life used to be so normal....