A Step (Or 100) Too Far

So I went ahead and bowed down to the paint demons and puttied my bubbly wall.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you're welcome.

Since I have to wait 24 hours for the stinkin' putty to dry, I decided to go ahead and paint the kitchen.

Have I mentioned I have a problem with self-control?

Like that tray of cookies my husband just made?  Gone.

On the bright side, I have a whole new wardrobe of fat clothes.