Well, I shouldn't say perfectly clean because there was still clutter in the closet. And I had to have a radio to help me make it through the make over process. But it was clean enough that every noise made in there echoed. This is probably weird, but I love walking in an empty room with wood floors and hearing the echo of my footsteps in the room. That echo to me is the sound of possibility--the room can become anything I want it to be. But I'm digressing with my weird English teacher analyzation, so let's continue with the painting.
I returned home with my two gallons of paint in hand and started painting. I must tell you that writing this it seems so simple and like everything went off without a hitch. This is not exactly how it happened. I was painting this room pretty much the day before leaving for a four day vacation. Every piece of junk that was in the craft room was scattered throughout every room of my house. When I left for my trip, the room was painted, but all the junk was still EVERYWHERE. And I wanted to have the room done the day after we returned home for our trip so that I could enter it into the Creative Bloggers Got Talent competition. And there was a man coming to give us an estimate on our house that same week. So needless to say, this was a VERY stressful "painting time," though it normally wouldn't have been. Even though all that other stuff was going on, the room color turned out perfectly.