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Oh lawdy law, I do feel queer; dizzy and sick and faint. Ick.
Progress has been made, Mark's finished painting the woodwork in the bedroom. I've sanded down the plaster-skimmed walls and woodwork in the spare, washed all the walls down with sugar soap (O:! They were so dirty! You just can't tell how manky your house has got till you start something like this) and was painting said walls - I managed to get 1 and a half done before I had to give it in before I passed out. I don't know if it's the paint or if I'm just not well but I feel just awful.
I hope I'm not actually ill. I don't think so, but I've never had a reaction to paint before. ::shrug:: It's a mystery. (o:
But hey ho, that's that for today, anyway, so I'm of for a bath - picking my way past the pile of bags and boxes we've had to dump in there because the only other 2 rooms upstairs are works-in-progress.
Such is life. I suppose I'd better go and write some fic then...
Progress has been made, Mark's finished painting the woodwork in the bedroom. I've sanded down the plaster-skimmed walls and woodwork in the spare, washed all the walls down with sugar soap (O:! They were so dirty! You just can't tell how manky your house has got till you start something like this) and was painting said walls - I managed to get 1 and a half done before I had to give it in before I passed out. I don't know if it's the paint or if I'm just not well but I feel just awful.
I hope I'm not actually ill. I don't think so, but I've never had a reaction to paint before. ::shrug:: It's a mystery. (o:
But hey ho, that's that for today, anyway, so I'm of for a bath - picking my way past the pile of bags and boxes we've had to dump in there because the only other 2 rooms upstairs are works-in-progress.
Such is life. I suppose I'd better go and write some fic then...
sick
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