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The next day I was laying on my back in the middle of my living room floor, holding the paint examples in front of me one-by-one, trying to decide what to do. It was a tiny bit overwhelming. While I found the idea of spiffing up my condo exciting, I was also confused as to why I had never done this before. As a grown woman you might expect that I had experienced my fair share of the occasional room painting by now. But, in truth, I hadn’t.
What had I been doing with myself for the past few years?
I wasn’t married. I didn’t have children. I worked a normal 40 hour work week. I guess I had done a lot of reading? I did watch tv and movies. And I hung out with Chloe and a few other friends, which usually meant going out to eat somewhere. On vacations I visited my parents. Normal stuff, ri
