I love the smell and look of fresh paint.
I love having flecks of pink and blue and green and brown on my hands and legs, especially around the cuticles where it just quite simply has to wear off.
I love the clean feeling of an empty, newly painted room, knowing full well that real life will soon catch up with it.
I love working alongside my husband and father with a common goal.
I also love that I can be content to work alone and can spend hours with my thoughts while applying beauty to walls & not feel lonely or unproductive.
I love the sense of accomplishment.
I love the appreciation of my children upon completion of a space tailored specifically to their tastes.
I love color!
By the way, for those of you concerned, the living portion of the home is a bit more neutral. Although I cannot say with 100% accuracy that I’d be unhappy with a pink living room :).