Now
that I have your attention—Yes, I strip down nekked whenever I clean with
anything that can destroy my clothing. I don’t know why or how, but as soon as
I enter the same room with bleach, it spills and splatters all over my outfit,
leaving my shorts pockmarked and my tops tie-died. For years, I’d approach any
cleanser with extreme caution only to look down once I tightly screw on the lid
to find a patch of orange-white dots doing a polka on my pants.
I
struggle with paint, too. It doesn’t matter what kind of paint I use, half of
it ends up on my clothing, covering my hands, and tangling my hair. I have a
special outfit I don if my painting takes me outside, or if anyone else is in
the house while I roll walls or brush doors.
The
other day, my son proudly purchased a wonderful attachment for me to use while
spray painting our outside furniture. Excitement filled me as I pulled pack the
trigger and found a steady, smooth stream flowing from the can and effortlessly
covering our Bistro table and chairs. I moved swiftly around the furniture and decided
to add four plant holders and a small table to my repainting adventure.
When
I finished the job, smugness filled me. I had an itsy-bitsy speck of paint on my
right index finger and thumb from when I’d repositioned the furniture a tad. A
triumphant “Whoop!” and a fist pump to the air swirled around me. I’d painted
nine pieces and walked away without being coated by Hammered Bronze!
This
miracle, though, proved short lived. In my enthusiasm to try out the
attachment, I worked with bare feet. My outdoor shoes sat forgotten on the back
porch. Now if any of you have ever used spray paint, you know it casts a mist
far and wide. Imagine me dancing around the table and chairs, focused upon the
clean ease of my new toy, and not noting that I capered and cavorted onto that
light coating.
When
my son asked me about the effectiveness of his little device, I reluctantly
admitted my foot folly. He laughed. . . and laughed . . . and laughed.
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| The finished project! |
Copyright 2017 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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