Yesterday I helped my mother paint our computer room. I think every single room in our house has been redecorated at least once, probably two or three times, since we moved in. Granted, when our half bath downstairs came equipped with 2" pea green shag carpeting... Remodeling is to be expected with an old house. The house is easily a 100 years old. Peeling off panels and wallpaper from the walls is like being an archaeologist. "Ooh, wallpaper that ugly has to be from the 70s" or "Guess this used to be the baby boy's room"
Today, I was more of a hindrance than a help to my mom in completing the redecorating process. So instead, I removed myself from the situation and embarked on a youthful spree. It's been raining torrentially these past few mornings so my sister and I decided it was a prime situation for a dance in the rain. We ran outside and were completely soaked through in under 2 minutes. We frolicked up and down the street. We even waltzed together at one point. My most extremely intelligent moment of the day occurred during this rainy adventure.
Myself: "You know, I don't know when the last time was that I've been this wet..."
My sister: "...uhhh, when you took a shower yesterday morning"
...Right. Forgot about that whole showering business.
Tomorrow, I am going with my sister to teach the Thriller dance to a bunch of middle schoolers. I don't actually know the dance yet and I'm rather uncoordinated at times so this could be quite interesting. I'm also planning on finally buying the sweatshirt material backing for my still unfinished sorority t-shirt blanket. The backing is all I need at this point.
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