Chalkboard wall * Kitchen Tales, Part II

At some point during last Sunday's church service I caught myself thinking of the long list of things I wanted to get accomplished during our 3-day Labor Day weekend. Paint a chalkboard wall in the kitchen, put 2 coats of polyurethane on our Ikea kitchen island, assemble Leo's crib finally, hang curtains in the kitchen and in Leo's room, finally connect our TV, get my Warby Parkers fitted at Walmart, have friends over for a cookout, clean, do laundry... I went over the to-do list several times in my head before tuning into the pastor's words. Ironically, the sermon was on the importance of resting in order to rejuvenate. I felt a bit convicted, honestly.

Most things from my list above don't feel like work, so I felt like tackling them anyways. I mean, give me a paintbrush and a couple of hours to myself and I'm as rejuvenated as they come! Thankfully, hubby took care of the babies while I worked in the kitchen.
Painting a chalkboard wall was on my list for a long time. It took me while to get to it, because, first, KIDS, and second, I was a bit of a chicken with this. But finally, I decided to go ahead and do it. It was a super easy and fast project and I must say, I LOVE it. I applied 3 coats of paint just to be safe (Annika-safe, if you know what I mean), waited 7 days, primed it with chalk (look it up, it's a thing!) and then Annika and I went at it.

At certain moments during the day, when I make myself a cup of coffee and for a couple of minutes tune out a very talkative toddler and a grunting newborn, and forget about the mess and the dirty dishes, it almost, aaaaalmost feels like I'm in a trendy coffee shop.