Tonight my dad and I turned our messy garage into an even messier painting-station. He had to get a lot of beams and boards and wood blocks painted red, white, blue, and gold for a Boy Scout project. It took us a good five hours - that includes taking 10 minute breaks to let the paint dry.
Spray-painting never occurred to me as being a fun paint medium. I've only ever used oils, acrylics, and water colors; though ten years ago I watched my dad or older brother spray-paint my AWANA Grand Prix cars. Occasionally they let me hold the can, shake it, and spritz on the cars a couple times, but it was hard work for my little weak fingers to hold down the nozzle. And, tonight, it was still hard for my bigger, stronger fingers to hold it down!
It was well worth the effort, however. My first major spray-painting job. It didn't go as well as I'd hoped - I didn't do the best job I wanted to, I mean - but Dad and I still had fun and got work done at the same time.
Mmm, when I start to get down about things, I just make myself remember the little joys in life. Like, bonding with my daddy by making painting messes in the garage. :)
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