paint.

One of the terrible things about renting is that you live in an eggshell white house that's been repainted so many times it could withstand the apocalypse.

I had been asking Nick for months if we could paint. Since Nick is in the Navy this was impossible. Insurv, Murder boards, duty... anyway it hadn't happened. Nick left for Newport this morning and I thought, great, another month- no paint.

Imagine my surprise when I came home from work on Friday (he had off) and he had painted the walls! What a guy! He had also cleaned out this bean soup I have been avoiding in the refrigerator for months. To put it lightly- I was thrilled!

Here's the room. (he only painted two walls... because we have to paint them back)

Thanks Nick!!