Mom is a total klutz

The day after Christmas we were going to have surprise guests.   Surprise for the girls that is.  Uncle Colin and Aunt Melissa were coming up from Lexington to see Dad for his birthday and to deliver a present to Nick's girlfriend.   So I needed to get some long awaited painting done.  And I do mean L.O.N.G. awaited.   I started painting RaeAnne's room soon after we moved in.   Then the girls started playing musical beds/rooms.   It was quite a while before they finally decided who slept in which bed in which room.   And sometimes that is subject to change.  Once we were pretty much done with musical beds I had Rae pick out the colors she wanted her room painted.  Her comforter is orange, pink and yellow.   So she picked a bright yellow and orange.   Paint was purchased and then chemo started and my energy level dropped to nil.   So I decided to get it painted once and for all.

Then she decided she wanted to paint it different colors...Really?   She picked a bright pink called "Hot".   She wanted to paint the whole room that color.  Nope, can't do it I have other paints and I had already painted one wall the bright yellow.   So Christmas day I was painting like crazy.   We had "Hot" all over two walls.   Really it is not that bad of color for a 15 year olds wall.   Then we finished with the yellow.   Now it is time to put the orange called "Carnival" up.  I didn't sleep last night and I drank two glasses of "Spark" which has caffeine and vitamins in it.  I was buzzing right along.  Had a half gallon of Carnival in my paint pan.   I am up on the ladder carefully painting along the ceiling.  Time to get down and move the ladder a bit more.  And I moved my left foot.   I immediately felt the ladder shift and the WHAM, BOOM, SPLAT!   I started yelling for help!  The orange paint is dripping off the mattress, the headboard and all over the floor.  I am almost screaming, I am tangled up in the ladder and both legs feel like they are broken.  I can't move because I am afraid too.   Finally Zora came in and I said get your Dad NOW!  Kendalan walked in the room and started crying and wanted to know if I was going to die.  

Okay the room wasn't quite ready for company, but they were great about it.  Colin even offered to finish the painting for me!  I am going to get back up on that ladder, I will not let it scare me I may have someone holding it very tightly as I stand on it this time.  Unless they make it wiggle and then my life will flash in front of my eyes again.