
I hadn't been out walking in a while so I thought I would do my body good and take a nice long walk. I set off with an ice cold bottle of H2O, my I-Pod, and a bounce in my step. Fifteen minutes later, I realized that setting off on a brisk walk at 1230PM in 100 degree weather, walking a circuitous route that would last 45 minutes to an hour..was not one of my best ideas.
The blood had already rushed to my fingers and they looked like sausages!Also, I was starting to feel a little dizzy and my water was no longer ice cold. I turned around and headed home, which still took me 20 minutes because I had to stop in the shade and elevate my sausages. I took an ice cold shower and when I looked in the mirror, my face was bright red, but around my mouth and eyes were rings of white. Pretty darn scary! So, lesson painfully learned, but learned well!
After I had recovered, my friend Regina, Tiana, and I headed over to Home Depot to pick up some white paint. See, during one of my break-ups with "he who shall not be named", I painted my bathroom red. Not a bright pretty red...but a deep bloodred. It was supposed to look gothic, but came out morbid. Anyway, I liked it. But since I am moving, (5 days and counting ... WOOHOO!!), I have to paint it back to boring white.


The blood had already rushed to my fingers and they looked like sausages!Also, I was starting to feel a little dizzy and my water was no longer ice cold. I turned around and headed home, which still took me 20 minutes because I had to stop in the shade and elevate my sausages. I took an ice cold shower and when I looked in the mirror, my face was bright red, but around my mouth and eyes were rings of white. Pretty darn scary! So, lesson painfully learned, but learned well!
After I had recovered, my friend Regina, Tiana, and I headed over to Home Depot to pick up some white paint. See, during one of my break-ups with "he who shall not be named", I painted my bathroom red. Not a bright pretty red...but a deep bloodred. It was supposed to look gothic, but came out morbid. Anyway, I liked it. But since I am moving, (5 days and counting ... WOOHOO!!), I have to paint it back to boring white.
Home Depot fascinates me. It is much more interesting than the mall, becausethere are all sorts of gadgets and gizmos that I never knew existed for things around the house. One area I forgot to stop in was the closet dept. I wanted to check out the different fixtures that could be added to them for maximum storage space. =( So now, Regina and I are taking a break from painting the bathroom. We are sipping on margaritas and eating chips and gourmet salsa. (Yes, I AM cheating on my diet...just for today). I had figured that I would only need one gallon of paint (primer is mixed in) for this room...but we are It is no better than a small closet! We keep laughing because every time one of us bends over, we bump into the other one. Of course, it could also be the paint fumes!!

















