I know I've wet sanded before. I've even wet sanded paint before. But this is the first time I've sanded the PAINTED TRUCK! I am freaking overjoyed. Over the moon. In a little bit of heaven.
Until I have to, you know, do the actual sanding. Then I get all kinds of whiney and angry.
Here are the doors.
The shine before I went to work.
Troy was still sanding the bed, trying to get it into some kind of shape to primer.
Ofcourse, me with my new hair. It's still really weird to see me with it.
At work, cursing life.
I woke up easter morning with a text message that the truck was painted and it was honestly the best present I've gotten in a long time. The light at the end of the tunnel is just a little brighter now.
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