return of the wallet, again

Yesterday, my wallet got returned to me in the mail, intact, except for the cash, exactly a week after I lost it. That’s the second time I’ve lost that wallet and then had it returned to me later without the money. I’m really happy to have it back and I suppose a $40 finder fee is appropriate. But I got all new credit cards and a new license already…

Yesterday I finished priming and painting my basement walls. I have to go check it in the daylight today to make sure it looks alright before I take off the masking tape. The wood paneling looked so sad before. But now, the walls just look so happy in their coats of Ancient Stone.

I’m so relieved to be done with that job. When I moved into my place, painting the wood paneling was one of the original projects I knew I would have to do. My previous painting experiences told me that I needed to do a really god job priming to cover the wood paneling. I spent a bit more money on two things that were worth it. 1) I bought rollers that had Teflon in them make cleaning time quicker. They’re really good. 2) I bought an expensive brush because I needed to paint in all the individual paneling grooves and it was really good too. The cheapy brushes leave visible brush strokes. Also, I swear by Behr paint from Home Depot. I don’t paint with anything else.

I could not get over the amount of wall space in my basement. I’ve done a lot of painting before but the basement was by far the largest job I had ever done. Also, I had to paint a section of the ceiling and this was the first time I’d ever done that. Now I’m looking forward to trimming the basement with wood trim.

Another reason I’m glad to be done painting is that I felt like no matter how hard I scrubbed, I still had random paint spots all over my arms and hands. It was during a scrubbing in the shower that I remembered one of my odd body things. I have blondish hair on my arms and legs except for 2 dark hairs on my upper right thigh and one dark hair on my left forearm. I am oddly comforted by the solitary dark hair on my left forearm. I don’t know why.