Between chauffeuring the kids to camp (Lexi tumbling, Nicholas basketball), I got started on the darker of the greens. My job is to paint 2″ from the ceiling, the corners and all around the edges and sometimes my paintbrush just does stupid tricks and paints wherever. Then Keith steps in and rolls on all the middle part all nice and smooth – and covers my “art”. It’s still wet and looks like an oiled avocado at this point, but I think I like it. And yes, I use the swimming pool ladder to reach the high places. It’s sturdy and easy to keep your balance.