Tonight, while painting my studio, I pushed a box that bumped a table that bumped a shelf on which our portable phone sat. The phone arced through the air and landed I THE BUCKET OF PAINT. No joke. I spent the next twenty minutes cleaning it with q-tips. It still seems to work.
My studio is now a yummy golden pumpkin color. While the paint dries I'm eating dried mango strips and espresso chocolate while my cat is curled at my elbow. The woodstove has made the house toasty. Rain is spattering the windows. Dark noses in at the glass.
How did you spend your day?