No...there was no one killed in our hallway. Just a very unfortunate accident involving a red spray paint can. Here is Scott trying to hurry and clean it up as fast as he can....this involved gasoline, which stunk up our house for some time. We slept in the guest room last night because it was farther from the smell!
Thankfully, no paint got on the carpet. :) It just got on the tile, grout, walls, trim, my purse, Branson's backpack, and my leather jacket. We were able to get it off of the tile and mostly out of the grout (I heard we might be able to sand the pink color off...) and the trim. We will have to repaint the walls and I might just have to get a new purse...bummer! :)
For the time being, every time Branson walks by there he says, "That's a big mess!" He is right.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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hummmm...nothing time and money can't fix, right? bound to happen some day, you live there!
Well...the first big mess always hurts the worst. I suppose it is all ok from here on out. Sort of reminds me of Craig and some India ink he opened on the "just cleaned" carpet and brand new couch.
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