My painter James had sworn up and down that he would be finished with the painting before the floor guys got there Monday. Well, Sunday night there was no James, just me with a roller and a really bad attitude. I did come to a clear understanding why people never have me help them paint a second time. I'm a mess.
Anyhow, I knocked out as much as I could, but James is going to have to finish up some detail work (and the new crown) between Christmas and New Years.
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