Sometimes You Feel Like Giving Up

My amazing dad found a paint pot at a garage sale.

Tonight I decided to try to figure out how it works/make sure everything is there...

...so I can paint tomorrow.

This was me:

"HUH?" as my eyes glaze over from having absolutely no clue what I'm looking at.

As we go along this journey of fixing up this house, I'm finding that the things I don't know how to do or don't want to do, Trevor steps in and takes care of. And vice versa.

Then there are the things that neither one of us know how to do, and we are just stubborn enough to figure them out.

My enthusiasm hasn't faded one ounce and in fact, if anything, it has grown.

I can't wait to see this house finished

Even if that doesn't happen for a few years, it's still exciting!

And to say we did it ourselves! How cool is that?!?

By the way, Trevor promised me (after laughing at me for telling him I had decided to paint the house with a paint brush since I couldn't figure out the pot) that he would set it up in the morning and get it ready to go.

Lol!

He's a very handy man.