Back in Withnell

[panik]

For a whole week this time, for the much needed, much postponed Housely-Renovations. We just donated a horrific £80 to Mr B and Mr Q for some very small pots of paint, two brushes, one roll of lining paper, some paste, a pack of dust sheets and a roll of masking tape in preparation for the Mighty Works that will hopefully take place over the next few days.

I shall keep you posted on our progress. (o:

I haven't forgotten that I owe some of you fic, I'm hoping to finally post some tonight. My feet just haven't touched the ground for the past 72 hours; it's been a bad, bad week.

Tonight we rest for yea and verily, we are most knackered. There is a mug of coffee and an iced bun before me, contemplating their fate (doomed).

So, is there anything on telly tonight? I feel in desperate need of a damn good laugh, 'deed I do 

Comments

[snailbones.livejournal.com]

Ack - sorry things are so fraught for you hon - you want to borrow my big pokey stick?

Hope you can get a bit of time off from the salt mine over the weekend - have you tried hiding?

::snuggles you gently and hands over strong booze:;

hands over strong booze

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

Heh. I have good, strong (twas the first thing I checked before I handed over the hard-earned) Aussie plonk that I shall start downing in approx 50 minutes.

Ah, the life, she is very FULL at the moment (and not in a good way) but I'm rather looking forward to finally tackling the house, lawd knos it needs it.

Have a wonderful weekend sugar, but keep out of Morrisons of you can, the hoardes of Hell have been let loose in there and it's every man and woman for themselves. ::nods with a look of concern::

Re: hands over strong booze

[snailbones.livejournal.com]

You were right - Morrisons was pure hell. Full of incredibly angry, soggy holidaymakers in search of something or someone to sacrifice to the rain gods... I ran!

Happy weekend babe. ::squelch squelch::

[suemc.livejournal.com]

So which room are you tackling now?

You have my sympathy Gerald has decided to tackle the Study this weekend, so not looking forward to it.

so not looking forward to it.

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

I am actually - looking forward to it, that is. I quite like decorating, getting the overalls on, stick radio 4 on and crashing on (it's all 'ons' with me). (o:

We're hoping to get the bedroom, study and sitting room finished and the garden tarted up before I leave for Alison's next week. If we can do more, so much the better but the kitchen needs much work, alas and I doubt if we'll get it done this time around - the worst is, it looks like we need a new back door. I loved the old stable-door so, but it's rotten through and through at the bottom opf the frame - it's like balsa wood and I doubt if it can be saved. )o:

So which room are you tackling now?
None. *g* I have me feet up, listening to PM, reading 'The brief history of the dead', drinking tea. Work starts tomorrow.

[quietdarkness.livejournal.com]

Oh, painting is such a chore, I do not envy you. I always love the way it looks after it's done, but I do not like the journey of getting there.

You know...

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

I really don't mind decorating, stick the radio on and paint away, it's very soothing, very Zen. It's the preparation I can't abide, shifting furniture, rolling carpets, washing everything with sugar soap And me, with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side...