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Housely Renovations - 5
Serious progress!
I actually managed to peel myself off the sofa before eleven today and, flinging open all doors and windows despite the never-ending rain and donning a mask, managed to get through the painting in the spare room without dropping off my perch - though I later managed to fall off a chair dismantling the book case so I could paint behind it. I have the bruises to prove it - rather a lot of them. (o:
Mark finished tarting the bedroom shelves, door, coving and skirting with trusty Dulux one-coat white silk, later I washed the walls down with sugar soap and it's all looking quite transformed. Tomorrow we shop for a new door to replace the rather hideous and incongruous thing on the spare room and yet more paint, and re-paint the bedroom walls.
I'm coming around to the grim acceptance that the back door is a gonner. I love that back door - a proper stable door in two halves so you can fling the top half open in the summer, let the air in and watch the garden. It's bright blue, characterful and quirky - but it's rotten through and through; the frame is soft as balsa wood and I can see daylight round the bottom. It's clearly past saving. A new and doubtless drearily mundane new one must be bought, but I shall miss it so. ::sigh::
I actually managed to peel myself off the sofa before eleven today and, flinging open all doors and windows despite the never-ending rain and donning a mask, managed to get through the painting in the spare room without dropping off my perch - though I later managed to fall off a chair dismantling the book case so I could paint behind it. I have the bruises to prove it - rather a lot of them. (o:
Mark finished tarting the bedroom shelves, door, coving and skirting with trusty Dulux one-coat white silk, later I washed the walls down with sugar soap and it's all looking quite transformed. Tomorrow we shop for a new door to replace the rather hideous and incongruous thing on the spare room and yet more paint, and re-paint the bedroom walls.
I'm coming around to the grim acceptance that the back door is a gonner. I love that back door - a proper stable door in two halves so you can fling the top half open in the summer, let the air in and watch the garden. It's bright blue, characterful and quirky - but it's rotten through and through; the frame is soft as balsa wood and I can see daylight round the bottom. It's clearly past saving. A new and doubtless drearily mundane new one must be bought, but I shall miss it so. ::sigh::
Re: Dutch door?
I know you hate the rain, but I'd love to live in England...my cousins still live there and I adored visiting. Not that I mind South Carolina, it's just it's not England. :>)
Re: it's just it's not England
I'd love to live in England.
It has it's ups - and its downs. I like it, but then I liked NC too (never been to SC alas).
Re: it's just it's not England
Re:LMAO!!!
I've been propositioned twice, once from a rather strung-out looking Irishman and once, collectively, by a dozen Chinese sailors in Mao suits, both times on the Dock Road in Liverpool and I was in my High Goth period so I suppose it was only to be expected. *g*