Okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration.
I woke up from the alarm and spent two hours lounging in bed reading. Had breakfast, knit, talked with my husband, bought yet another non-fiction book, woke up the boy, did some dishes and then it was painting time.
We started with the living room so that we would be able to make lunch in the kitchen and things took quite a bit longer than expected. As they always do.
There was goulash for lunch. It was very good but not as tender as it could have been. We should have defrosted the meat earlier. Still, a very good meal:
We took a short break after lunch during which I read and then started culling my feedreader. And then we went back to painting.
And we painted and painted and painted. Painting all the tiny nooks and crannies with a small brush took the same amount of time as doing the ceiling and all the walls with the big paint roll. And there was paint everywhere.
We did the kitchen next and were finished an hour after dinnertime. And then there was still some cleaning to do. And dinner to eat.
The paint brushes and the roll are sitting in the bathtub soaking and there is still cardboard and old sheets everywhere. We did manage to bring all the furniture back in from the porch which was a good thing because then it started raining. And it’s supposed to snow today.
Of course, we did miss a few spots, one always does. But the living room and kitchen are now white and shiny and all the mold is gone. Next up we need a new sofa and then I will declutter the bedroom so that we can paint that and the old bathroom and the hallway.
After dinner I took a quick shower (there wasn’t much hot water left after all the cleaning and soaking), the boy and I watched some „Big Bang Theory“ and I finished the heel on the Coriolis sock for the second time only to realize that the sock was the wrong way up. I had to rip the whole heel back. Note to self: don’t start a sock heel while distracted. At least not one of the Cat Bordhi heels that come with several set of instructions.
Then I still had to plan out the week so I went to bed a little late.
Today I really hope that I’ll get back to writing, we will deal with the aftermath of the painting and there will be teaching. Maybe running even.
And it will be a whole new week.