Saturday, February 26, 2005
Wet hair, dry feet
Some progress. Wet paint. I'm trying to get excited about progress again. But it really is underwhelming. Another coat of primer on the ceiling. Ho hum. Sheesh. I could have done that in a couple of hours. Is this really all that they can do right now?
Somebody finally swept up the floor. Door knobs showed up in little boxes. At least the water on the floor dried up fairly quickly. Should be good as new. Still needs a few passes with the ole shop vac. Cleaner, but plaster dust is really embedded everywhere.
Some detective work. Uncovered orange walls. I am intrigued. I am considering painting the staircase this orange color. Orange is the color of insanity.
Something to nibble on. Maybe. It's been so wet that mushrooms are growing on my tree stump chair. I hope they're not poisonous. I suspect they are poisonous because Squirrel Thief is still alive. And Squirrel Thief tends to eat everything in my yard. These mushrooms will go very well with the garden gnomes that I plan on hiding in the yard.
Someptin' someptin' getting hummingbird. I wonder..... can you roast a thanksgiving hummingbird in an easy bake oven?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment