Hello, people. I have slithered out from under a pile of wood. I have blistered hands from screwdrivers and paint brushes.
The floor of the nook place is now covered with old sheets awaiting the day when I can summon the energy to start the painting.
The gap in the tiles, where the cupboard was, is cunningly filled with 2 layers of thick cardboard to give a level floor, pending the emptying of the entire garden shed to retrieve the spare tiles. That may happen in 2020 at this rate, because we have not had 2 consecutive days of sun since March. And I kid you not. Monsoon like rains today had water shooting out of manholes in the road like fountains. My garden is almost losing the will to live.
The thick cardboard was from the box the whole breakfast nook came in. recycling at its best.
The door is painted and the glass is scraped clean, thanks to a wonderful tool Geoff had for years and I never knew what it was for. Then I remembered him using it for the glass doors, and, eureka, it works!! I have discovered that the optimum day for using it is one day after painting. 2 days after painting doesn't work as well. And 3 days after painting is out of the question.
The bench destined to provide height for my pots in the garden is now painted and ready to go outside. I just want it to go out when the sun shines, and there is no rain, so I wait. It is also blocking one side of the table, so you have to use the other side to get anywhere. I had to clean the kitchen cupboard doors after being a little too enthusiastic with the green paint.
The books are back in place on the shelves which now have classy wooden beading along the edges....
It has been one of those days where you realise late in the day that you have failed to remake your bed after washing the linen. And that was one thing too many to do today. Groan. I need to go and soak in a hot bath. Then topple into the bed I have now made. Tomorrow we have early morning crack of dawn aquazumba and that requires energy which is sadly lacking as I speak. I need a week of nothing. Nothing at all. Maybe a book.
Oh well. We are getting there slowly, and one of these days you will be dazzled by the finished room. I promise. The carpets need
The good part is that my new study has remained organised, and has not joined in the general chaos bit reigning around here. Thank heavens.
Bed time. If I make it up the stairs. Did I mention I am back to Bath again on Monday?? No? Well, I am. They will be SO thrilled I have been resting and pacing myself. Night, all - sleep well!