A Fine Day For Ruining My Fine Day.....

[own_the_room]

So, I'm working in the studio (transcribing three songs for an artist that's starting to get a lot of airplay), and my wife (currently "between jobs") walks by the studio, asking if I know the whereabouts some white paint. Before I can answer, I hear her rummaging through through the utility area of the basement, followed by crashes, thuds and

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[eloquentreverie]

Oh no.

Not the paint. Not again.

You're both in my prayers. :/

♥