Home Improvisement

I just spent the last few hours locked in a small room with my family inhaling paint fumes, so excuse me if this post isn’t super verbose or coherent.

See, when Aly was about seven years old, she asked for a room that was pink-and-purple. Because when you’re that age everything is all about princesses and cute Disney stuff and she loved it.

But then she went full goth.

Then, shortly after that, she became a band geek. Who is also pretty much a goth still, just more deeply buried.

A deeply-buried goth band geek who, somewhere along the way, lost sight of her true purpose in life by giving all of her 3DS game cartridges back to me the other day during her room cleaning process.

Though that’s a tangent for another day.

Or at least just one to show her that I still talk about video games in every post she’s involved with.

The reason she was cleaning everything out is because all those life transitions I mentioned led to her eventually despising the pink-and-purple. So now that she’s finished with her summer Spanish class and has a few weeks before band stuff starts, she decided to finally go through with what she says has been a two-year-long planning process and start painting.

There she is.

Since I wasn’t doing too much today, I decided to let myself get roped into it.

Mom and Aly were up half the night last night starting on the base coat, this sort of grey-ish blue. I only came in this morning to assist, mainly getting those high up places that these other short people can’t.

We’re just starting to set up to do the lighter grey trim paint by taping up everything we don’t want to cover, so I figured it would be as good a time as any to just get this blog post for the day out of the way.

Seeing Aly’s determination, I imagine this task will probably be taking up the rest of my afternoon. Or if not, the rest of the day I’ll spend continuing to set up some interviews I’m finally lining up for Gladeo.

The whole thing is kind of funny to me, honestly. Can’t help but think of my buddy Spencer, the first news editor for the Daily Titan when I arrived on that scene.

Before he graduated and took a mantle reporting full time for Voice of OC, he was freelancing some while also working as a house painter.

Obviously this situation is not at all similar to that one, mostly considering I’m not getting paid for my time.

But what can I say, there’s still some sort of strange feeling of kinship there.

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