stubsadventures

One of the things I love the most about this house is that I can see myself staying here for a long time. It is worth the effort to put in the work here to make sure this house is exactly the way that I want it because I know I’ll be enjoying it for a long time. That being said, one of the first things to be done was to paint. As much as the yellow really screamed “the west” it was a little too much for me. I dubbed it, the New Mexico Yellow. The mud room, although not yellow did require a bit of a facelift as well, and I figured while the getting was good, I might as well paint the whole main area. Luckily, Jo was around and able to lend a much needed hand. I was running out of motivation painting alone.

The hardest part was painting over the baseboards, the color they had was a deep matte gray. It required four coats in some spots. Hence now, my hands being in a claw shape from hours of trim work.

Yesterday, I had the scariest encounter in the shed. I was in there, just minding my own business when the biggest wolf spider came running at me. He practically tried to push me over. It was so big and so hairy, I wasn’t sure if I could even kill it but I managed to squish it. Flip flop foot and all. There are so many spiders everywhere when you live in the woods. I have found them everywhere. In my shower, almost all the corners and don’t even get my started on the wood pile. Going to get wood for the fire is like a test of my heart strength. I will say, I have noticed over the last week, I freak out a lot less when I see them. I’m not super pumped to see them either, don’t get me wrong, they are still going to die but the fact of the matter is, it’s just part of living in the woods.

Stubs.