So I don’t have anything deep or wise to say just yet. My week this week has been characterized by one thing: paint. We have been painting two different buildings and they have been a challege. One of the buildings is going to be a coffee house and we have been repainting the trimming around the windows and door green. I now have green paint imbeded into my skin, and my hair. I wish I had gotten a picture but the day that I painted the rafters of the coffee house was the day that I gave up trying not to get paint on me. I had paint EVERYWHERE. I had paint on my arms, my legs, my face, in my hair, even around my eyes! It was ridiclous. But it was also fun. I had a few close calls on the ladder but a couple of wonderful people on my team saved my life and I am still unbroken.
Fortunatly we are now done with the coffee house and the green oil-based paint. We are now moving on to the Missionary Training Center and several gallons of red and brown water-based paint. Pray for my skin and that of thoes who are brave and dareing enough to paint around me!
