Baggy's daily state!
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 1.
Tears: Nope.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Might as well have!
Syns (Baggy is allowed 8-15): Oh well.
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Given up checking!
Overall day: 👀
As Baggy and Calum stayed over at the soon-to-be-a-holiday cottage last night, this morning they were ready to rock-and-roll early! Furry Mama took a very sad-looking Minty Mutt for a wander around his old terrain. The place was like a ghost town; no one around, the little shopping complex all closed up for the day! Why shops and cafés choose not to open on one of the most lucrative days of the year is entirely beyond Clever Bird. She could understand it if it were for religious principles (that would be entirely reasonable), but it isn't. The stuff Freda Fretter worries about!
When they got back, Calum was attacking his floor again, so The Domestic Goddess decided to stay in the sitting room (out of harm's way), and start to paint the ceiling. Not a big deal you think baggees? Well you would be very wrong about that! A normal ceiling probably isn't a big deal, Clever Bird would agree with you there, but there's nothing normal about the soon-to-be-a's ceiling!
Apart from the fact that it's timber-framed, between every beam it has been papered! The paper is over very uneven, ancient, horse-hair plaster, that seems to have been attached directly to the upstairs floorboards.
When any pressure is put on the paper, dust, grit and old plaster falls out from the edges of it. Baggy was being choked and blinded by it every few minutes. One piece of grit had Baggy's eye watering for the next five hours, so number one furry found her the very attractive mask to wear! But at least it did the trick. But oh boy was it hard work! It would be hard anyway, arm in the air, neck bent, balancing on a stepladder, trying to see what's been painted and what hasn't, but with all Baggy's old broken bones and surgeries, it was a proper struggle. She also merrily forgets that she's not actually getting any younger! But in spite of the pain, and the ridiculously shaking hand after half-an-hour's work, it was helping Hormonal Hannah's frame of mind no end.
After four hours of painting, The Goddess had completed twenty two sections. Only another twelve to go. Except that they are all big sections, and of course, that's not counting all the ones in the kitchen, of which there are another twelve!
Baggy's hoping that the exercise might help with bingo-wings. But although there is still a ton of work to do, and it doesn't always feel like it, they are now getting pretty close to having the inside of the house ready to receive all its new bits - beds, bedding, towels, cutlery, oven, rugs, throws, cushions, shower, stair carpet, DVD player, microwave etc etc etc. Eeeeek! However, Clever Bird will be buying none of these items until and unless, they get the go ahead for "change of use" from the council.
She has also realised that Creative Clara's first vintage fair for her Realuv shop is only three weeks off! Freda is trying to work out how Baggy thinks she's going to share the gang out to get everything done in time. Ah well, Bit-at-a-time Betty is trying to see it in little chunks of doability.
Clever Bird has also just discovered how to put a button on this blog, so that you can "follow" it, if you so choose baggees. Well, she thinks she has anyway, so if you'd like to officially follow Baggy please click the button on the top right of the blog. As she has zero followers so far, it would be lovely to have lots of you! Baggy is now off to collapse in a little heap! Happy Easter baggees................
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