I made it through the weekend. I am beyond tired. How have I done this for 11 years? I must be getting too old.
As all the campers pulled out today, I scurried in and out of the office to try to get some of the things I had neglected done. The grass was just mowed Friday, but was already in need of a good mow again. I headed to the back yard where the mower still sat from Friday and thought I might as well mow it again before heading to the dog park. On my way I noticed the basket of laundry was over flowing and thought I would go ahead and put a load on and it would be done after I mowed.
This is when it all fell apart and Kalamity Kathy (that would be me) took over. I have a dog gate that separates the laundry room from the kitchen. It has pretty much always been there. Nothing new and I never move it, I just step over it. The dogs have never tried to go over any of my gates. I know that Toni Louise could easily jump them, but they seem to know that it would not be a good idea.
When we painted the house, we bought the paint in a 5 gallon bucket and I thought it clever that I had poured it into the plastic coffee containers that have handles. I save everything, you know. Well, I had put the 5 gallon bucket by my gate, with the smaller container on top. Not in the way. Until today when my foot caught the handle of the smaller container and ......... you know the rest, don't you?
It was pretty full, of course. The lid was secure, or as secure as a plastic snap on lid can be and probably would have remained intact, had it not hit the floor. I heard it before I saw it and I already knew that light gray paint must be spreading across the floor at an amazing rate. I salvaged what I could and snapped the lid back on, but, it sure did spread fast. Thank goodness for cement floors. I was so disgusted that I just walked out and mowed the back yard. The dogs were with me as I mowed.
When I finished, I tried to scoop up the mess on the floor with a big plastic lid and a paint brush. Now that I think about it, I would have had better luck with the dust pan, but hind sight being what it is .....
I had a board outside that I planned to paint anyway, not that color, but ...... I scooped and poured what I could on the 4 X 8 sheet of plywood and then smeared it around with the brush. Good base coat, I guess.
The good news is:
I didn't fall.
The location is out of the way.
The dogs did not walk in the paint and track it all over the house.
All is well that ends well. I hope my klutzy phase ends soon.