How to Become Really Sore

How to Become Really Sore

or How to Become Grey in a Day! or Sanding with Sam.... the possibilities for this post are endless. 

We did so much this weekend!! Oh my goodness! And now we are sore. All over. Legs, butt, back, shoulders, ribs, arms (in multiple places), neck, jaw.... the list goes on and on. 

Instead of enjoying weekends like normal human beings, Sam and I try and get house projects done. Saturday morning rolled around and we decided we were going to try and paint the garage. We cleaned out the entire garage, swept the ceilings, the walls, the floors, taped up the floors with plastic sheeting and got to work! Only, the old paint on the ceiling starting sticking to Sam's roller and proceeded to melt to the floor. Awesome. A quick call to Sam's dad (expert in paint area) told us that we were going to have to scrape off the paint from our entire garage ceiling. Double awesome. 

Sooo we scraped almost all of it off Saturday, leaving only six or so panels to scrape today. 

Cue cute mascot watching from the sidelines.

At some point in the afternoon, our arms were tired and in need of a break. Sam sanded the master closet while I mowed the field.

Before (yay nice field!)

After! The now homeless field mice are super happy with me. Or at least grateful that I didn't run them over with the lawn mower.

I switched off with Sam and sanded the master closet while he scraped the ceiling some more. (I am the sanding Queen!) 

We then tag teamed it on the ladder to scrape as much of the ceiling away as we had energy for. Unfortunately, I did not get any pictures of us using the ladder so unsafely. But ladders make for great work outs! Especially when you have to keep moving them around to reach.

We finished scraping today, caulked the trim to the ceiling, and Sam tidied up the floor so it's nice and clean, now. I guess next weekend we will tackle the actual painting. Sigh.