I've got blistahs on my fingahs!

This is my right hand the morning after working for 14 hours on the new apartment:

Comparison shot:

Needless to say, it's become the size of a small pregnant woman's foot.

We got a lot done yesterday--taped everything, painted the living room and bedroom (both the biggest), leaving last night around 12:30AM. Today we just need to paint the kitchen (not much wall space), hallway (same), and bathroom (same). Hopefully we'll be done before I go to work at 4PM for six hours. Woo partay!

Notes to those doing manual labor with a companion:

1. Bring music
Otherwise the whole entertainment-induced "this is fun, almost like a montage!" feeling never sets in, and it's lame. We forgot and got it later.

2. Don't think you can "skip" breakfast and just eat later
If my boyfriend weren't so nice I probably would have been brimming with bitchy hatred until we ate at 2PM.

3. Bring beer
Sadly, we don't have our fridge in yet, so this will just have to wait.