Nothing Else as Gratifying…

…as painting a ceiling.  I love to paint.  I have a painting partner too.  She and I work well together.  We have painted both her husband’s house (before they were married), our mutual friend’s dining & bathrooms, quite a few rooms in my house, and hers.  She is a master cutter-inner, I am a rolling queen, and her husband “supervises” (he’s our lackey).

It always amazes me at how satisfying it is to paint ceilings. Followed quickly by “I can’t really tell a difference.”   We know that it really is making a difference, but it’s one of those thankless tasks that the only ones that can appreciate it are the painter and maybe the owner, if they aren’t one in the same.

Now that I think about it, those thankless tasks seem to be the ones that I prefer to do.  The ones that no one really wants to do and aren’t a whole lot of fun, but contribute so much.  Most of all, I love spending the time with my friend.  It is on of “our” things.  And what is better than doing a thankless task with a friend?  Very little…for someone that’s co-dependant.