“You gotta know when to hold’em, know when to fold’em, know when to walk away…” Sometimes you just have to call it, and bring in the professionals. (BTW you’re welcome for the song stuck in your head.)
Two weeks after my husband and I moved into our first home, we had our first child. Needless to say between diapers and daycare, money was tight, but we still desired to make our new place our home. I grew up in a family of doers, so naturally we wanted to take on projects ourselves. We started small. First swapping out the kitchen cabinet handles, then the floor air vent covers. Weekends were spent walking the aisles of Home Depot and Lowe’s trying to get inspiration. See, this was a time before Pinterest. Shocking I know! I can hear myself now “When I was your age, I didn’t have anyone telling me how to do something, I had to figure that out on my own. You kids and your Pinterest…” With each little project, we gained confidence and so, we decided it was time to really learn how to paint.
And boy did we learn.