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All in a day

I sit here at my desk in my red slippers, black yoga pants and white v-neck t-shirt. I have black chalkboard paint all over my hands and a black wall behind me that is just so black it is luscious.

I want to lick it.

Ok, not really, but it is the blackest black you have ever seen! And yes, this means a project is done. The box says that I have to wait 3 days before I can "condition" it or write on it. Why 3 days? I can hardly keep myself from marking it up right now. Will the chalkboard police come out of the wall and take it away if I draw on it right now, or will I ruin it? Does it take 3 days to cure? Well...it only takes 30 minutes to dry.

This is like holding a sucker out to a 2 year old and telling them they can't eat it until after dinner and it is first thing in the morning. I wonder if I will make it...would that 2 year old make it?

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