The road to hell...

I really hoping to get some stuff done last night, but Margaret came at seven and after that Kev popped by for a bit. It was a relaxing, lazy night. Gotta have those every once a while.

Baby Steps

Hmmm. I, er, ummm tidied up last night. It doesn't seem like much, but hey, it was a late start and it took some time to take my bike down to storage. There was laundry to be done which brought me into the kitchen where the sink was full of dirty dishes. You see how it goes. Anyway, the bedroom (and the pad) is now tidy. I have prepped to do the prep.

In the beginning

Monika laughed when I told her that I was going to paint my apartment. When I told her I would blog about the experience, she laughed again and openly doubted there would be more than one posting.

You see, while I love the idea of fresh new colours on the wall, I'm not so keen on doing the actual work. It wouldn't be so bad if the job only involved painting, but apparently there's a lot of prep work involved: cleaning, patching, taping, priming, etc. I'm tired just thinking about it.

I was originally going to start last night, but decided instead to spend some quality time breaking in the new chesterfield. I did, however do some "research", so the night wasn't entirely wasted. Tonight I was supposed to go to yoga, but unfortunately there's a freaking blizzard outside. Crap. Maybe I'll have to get started after all.