I was scratching my head digging deep into the recesses of my mind to unearth an “M.” I have it Mud! I have been elbow deep in mud so often this past 6 months. I’m either slapping it on the walls or sanding it off. It’s a different kind of mud but I know there will be months where I might be trudging through mud (hopefully not knee deep.) I’d rather play in it with children.
One more room to patch up and then I can pack up my trowel and toss the mud.