So today, we spent the whole day getting ready for tomorrow, which will be our first (and hopefully only) open house. We did yard work, touched up paint, bought new kitchen rugs and doormats, and finished up a few other random projects here and there. One of the areas I worked on was the basement stairwell, which I actually touched up the first time last week. It looked so spotty and splotchy after I just painted the dings and spots, I wasn't happy with the result at all, so today I ended up painting everything from the railing down. It looks much better now, no thanks to my little helper Fresco, who insisted on coming downstairs with me when I was at the bottom of the stairs, and running back up the stairs as soon as I got near the top. He's such a sweet little boy who wants to be near us at all times, but when we're in the midst of painting projects, that's not always the most helpful thing in the world.
Later in the afternoon, we were all sitting on the patio enjoying the beautiful weather, when we noticed something a little odd.

In case you don't notice anything unusual, let me give you a close up.

Uh, yeah. I guess on one of those trips down the stairs, our little helper got a little too close to the wall. :)
3 comments:
Trying to paint with cats isn't a joy either.
I guess he wanted a tattoo - like all the cool kids.
I'll bet he was proud of his new spot.sa
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