pans out?

"I'll let you know if this whole project pans out".

Famous last words. I believe that is where we left off from my previous post.

Well, you could say it panned out, alright. Right out of the pan and onto my living room carpet.

When the paint container jumped out of my hands and fell face down, I screamed so loud, John thought my water broke. 

Happy Anniversary honey!(We went out to dinner to celebrate our anniversary that night).

For better or for worse, right?

John's exact words were, "It doesn't surprise me that this happened". 

???? On hindsight, I wonder what he meant by that. 

He was actually very gracious and understanding about my little spill. 

I cannot say the same for Finn.

"Mommy, you need to be more careful", he said.

And pointing at the seams on my shorts, "Mommy your shorts are inside-out".

No mercy, I tell you! Thank you, my first-born.

Where was my drop cloth, you wonder? In the garage. I have learned my lesson. I used it for the remainder of the project. But I am partially blaming gravity for this accident. If it weren't for gravity, my paint container would still be levitating somewhere. Any pregnant person can hopefully attest to that one.

And aside from the paint, I really did enjoy my painting project. If that makes any sense. 

And even though my project killed a patch of my carpet, the couch will cover it up.

My husband and kids may not agree with me, but I think the project was worth it. 

It is late and dark and my living room furniture is completely out of place. John is fast asleep and I dare not move furniture on my own. I will hopefully get the room in order soon so I can show you some pictures. Sorry that I don't have a photo for you tonight. 

Do you still want to hire me *CPA* Su? Ha.