Until tonight, our walls were bare. Chris has been begging me to hang things on the walls, but I just haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. I mean, we spent so much time painting them, why would I want to hammer nails into it and make unsightly holes everywhere?
Besides that, I’m not even sure what I want to put up. Maybe I want to paint all of our frames white, maybe I want to put new pictures in the frames! I just want to keep my options open till I’m sure.
But Chris, sweet, excited for his best friends to see our new house for the first time, Chris, he had his heart set on putting some things on the wall. So I caved and we choose things that I was fairly confident that I wanted to go up.
I feel the need to note here that we are not big Ronald Reagan fans, but our soon to be house guest is, so Big Stroke, this one’s for you. Also I do like the quote, despite it being from Reagan.
That’s all for now. I’m too scared to make anymore holes in my beautifully painted walls. Gotta go hide the hammer from Chris now.