Wednesday, 19 September 2012

And the paint rolls on......

Well, it did today, but it was somewhat delayed yesterday by the preps. which took rather longer than I'd expected!   Yes, the washing down and hoovering up, the scrubbing off and the application of the sandpaper block, and the ensuing dust-storm which followed.  It all took its toll, you know, well I'm sure you do; so there I was, down on my knees and up on the step-ladder, working away and trying to get as much done as could possibly be done - just so that i could spend all day today, painting.

However, there was the laundry to hang out on the washing line and the dogs to walk; and what a lovely morning for a walk, it was.  A little freshness, with a slight breeze in the air, but the sun was shining just as brightly as it could, and the clear blue sky overhead and sweet damp grass beneath one's feet.   With no other dogs and their owners about, Alice and Poppy were able to run free and clear of all leads, and I was able to enjoy the best of the day.  For I've often commented on the fact that the best of the day is early to mid-morning, after which the nice weather will simply melt away, followed by a dull and grey afternoon.  Up with the lark, hey, and the early bird catches the worm and carpe diem, but enough of that.......satis!!!

Then.....shopping, and eyeing-up possible new curtains for the sitting-room and then finding the dear
SO  boiling the kettle and making me a cup of tea the instant I arrived at our new property - what a welcome.  Of course, my arrival coincided with the luncheon hour, with time to read our favourite Broadsheet and indulge in a spot of conversation over the headlines, articles and letters page, all of which he'd already got a handle on, having read the newspaper over his mid-morning mug of tea!

It's a hard life!!!!    In fact, we were awake quite early on this morning, so it was just like the good old days when I had an early drive to work and then not getting back home until the early evening but I enjoyed my busy days, and loved the twice daily drive to and from the coal-face in my lovely Mazda!

So today the paint did roll on once I changed into my painting gear and got going, but it was trying for most of the time I was down on my hands and knees painting the skirting board in the hall, then the door frames, and then back to the skirting boards in the bedroom which, thank goodness, has almost enough paint on it to look finished.  Ah, but perhaps just a little more over the window frame and inside the cupboard?

So we'll be celebrating harvest home this weekend here and perhaps, elsewhere, others will be doing the same or perhaps a little later, or even earlier than here, for I'm sure we all enjoy traditions which celebrate the gathered summer harvest against the forth coming winter months and the snowy days ahead.

But I must stop here for a favourite TV programme is about to start and I simply must watch itQ

See you again, soon,

Daisy



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