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I don't have the right brushes. The spongy thing that looks so cool is perched on a stick. When the spongy stuff decides it is tired, I get wood marks. Grrr.

Change clothes, drive to Walmart. There is a reason there are Walmarts and it is for a still not 47 year old woman, with puncture wounds on her A**, who is on a mission to paint a room before she sleeps.

Reason to have men in your life: (No ladies it isn't to paint the room for you) it is to keep you "occupied" on Friday night so the last thing on your mind is to paint a room.

Zoom zoom.