Herself: There were wonderful bagels and better than wonderful donuts, coffee, and juice for the painters. I will never be thin if I keep volunteering. The sun is out, the world is gorgeous, and I am folding laundry.
We arrived only eight minutes late to find half the museum had been already been painted by the Kiwanis guys, and by the time The Painter had set up, they were reaching the end of the second side. Frankly, even with only some of the Kiwanis folks showing up, the paint was rolled on and cut in so fast that our work time was compressed to minutes.
See. Time does fly.