I usually do things just in time. It's the procrastinator in me. Been that way since 3rd or 4th grade, maybe even 2nd.
Yesterday, I was the queen of procrastination and had to pay for it. My husband had this dresser(a found object):
It had a nice shape, but it was definitely worse for wear.
I had always had it in my mind that it should be painted. I never mentioned it because I am a starter not a finisher and I didn't want to be sans dresser. Since he was moving, however, I thought it was the perfect time to fix it up. I asked him to move it to the back yard or garage (he suffers from procrastinationitis too) and he never did, until this week when I was busy with school and such.
Saturday, I finally made it to the Home Depot, but when I got home I got distracted and forgot until Sunday. It was now or never since the movers were coming the next day.
I had him drag it out on the driveway and I got to work.
Sorry there is no after... It was still drying and now it is on a truck to Missouri.
Good thing I got it done Sunday!
Paint in the hair (and on the hands.)
This is what happened Monday!
On a bright note, the sun was shining, and from inside the house, I was certain it was bright enough to make a rainbow so James and I ran out in jackets to check it out. Sure enough it was there so I ran back in the house, but they then, this was all I could capture with my point and shoot.
I took it over to Picnik.com and edited it so you could see what I saw.
James also got a chance to play in the rain. It was the perfect surprise shower.