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Aka shagged, shattered, buggered, practically deed. And still so much to do O:!
I'm just taking a short tea break between ceiling coate the fyrste and a bit o' ragging in the bedroom. Once the bedroom's done, it'll be time for coat number two on the ceiling of the spare. What with the constant fight against recalcitrant furniture, dust sheets and uber-sticky masking tape (I've never known masking tape like it, it will not let go!) I've fallen twice, got paint on a chair and somehow (how?!?) splashed the carpet (it's all rolled up - how come any of it's got paint on? How come the only bit I've splashed paint on is the bit that was somehow showing? OK, so, it's pretty shagged and has to be replaced anyhow - but not yet, you know? ::sigh::)
As I write this, Mark's touching up the coveing above the window - Drew, the neighbour's cat is sitting on the step staring up at him with a look of horror . I expect he's living in hope of being fed and he's out of luck - the state of this house at the moment; it's no place for a cat - oh! And now next door's new cat (name unknown) has come through the fence. They're sitting in the garden, 5 feet apart, staring each other out. Oh dear... No love lost there I don't think. Heh heh heh!
And yea, verily, I am very, very tired. But we're getting there. Hoping to finish before seven. Pray for me. ::exits following scent of tea::
I'm just taking a short tea break between ceiling coate the fyrste and a bit o' ragging in the bedroom. Once the bedroom's done, it'll be time for coat number two on the ceiling of the spare. What with the constant fight against recalcitrant furniture, dust sheets and uber-sticky masking tape (I've never known masking tape like it, it will not let go!) I've fallen twice, got paint on a chair and somehow (how?!?) splashed the carpet (it's all rolled up - how come any of it's got paint on? How come the only bit I've splashed paint on is the bit that was somehow showing? OK, so, it's pretty shagged and has to be replaced anyhow - but not yet, you know? ::sigh::)
As I write this, Mark's touching up the coveing above the window - Drew, the neighbour's cat is sitting on the step staring up at him with a look of horror . I expect he's living in hope of being fed and he's out of luck - the state of this house at the moment; it's no place for a cat - oh! And now next door's new cat (name unknown) has come through the fence. They're sitting in the garden, 5 feet apart, staring each other out. Oh dear... No love lost there I don't think. Heh heh heh!
And yea, verily, I am very, very tired. But we're getting there. Hoping to finish before seven. Pray for me. ::exits following scent of tea::
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