Paint, Pain & My Wife

My wife (and her mom) are absolute work horses! Probably not the best phraseology I could use, but they are amazing workers.

Recently, when moving into our new abode, Tammy was getting off the ladder and stepped knee-deep right into a 5 gallon bucket of paint. There was about 4.5 gallons that spilled out... what you see on the wood floors in the pictures. Her shin was pretty banged up from the paint screen... but she made it through ok.

Due to the resourcefulness of my mother-in-law, they used measuring cups and paint brushes to scoop up the spilled paint. Does that kind of 'recycling' make us 'green?'

No use crying over spilled milk... I mean, paint.