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February 01, 2006

Spring fever

The LOML has an unhealthily zealous light in her eye. I am trying to watch the telly; she is decorating. At half past ten at night. With the stepladder in the way of the William Hill Poker Tournament on Sky Sports.

'Why are you doing that now? Come and sit down.'

'Because I've got time now, and I enjoy it, and I don't want to watch poker.'

That's three reasons, none of which I have a refutation for. She's decided that the room doesn't bear comparison with a new sofa, and it will have to shape up. The fireplace wall (pic last week some time, can't be bothered to put up the link, look in the archive if you're bothered) is now gold. Not just dark yellow, but a weird sort of metallic goldy effect. I quite like it, actually. It needs another coat or two, but I can see the idea.

She gets these zealous moments occasionally. At Christmas it was the juicer: I'm sure I mentioned this at the time. We had juice 24/7. But then, inevitably, interest waned - I suspect largely because it's a bit of a git to clean. I still quite like the juicer. I used it this morning, primarily so I can say I have in this blog this morning. Nobody else has used it for about three weeks; it's just sitting next to the kettle. I wipe it, occasionally.

Still, at least the zealous episode this time is giving us a shiny newly-painted living room, ready for the new sofa / chair / footstool. Which is good. Even if in the process the current sofa has had to be moved so close to the telly that you get cross eyed and headachy watching the poker.

4 Comments:

  • pinch punch first of the month and no returns

    By Blogger I, like the view, at 10:15 am  

  • Birds flying high you know how I feel
    Sun in the sky you know how I feel
    Reeds driftin’ on by you know how I feel

    (refrain:)
    It’s a new dawn
    It’s a new day
    It’s a new life
    For me
    And I’m feeling good

    Fish in the sea you know how I feel
    River running free you know how I feel
    Blossom in the tree you know how I feel

    (refrain)

    Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don’t you know
    Butterflies all havin’ fun you know what I mean
    Sleep in peace when day is done
    That’s what I mean

    And this old world is a new world
    And a bold world
    For me

    Stars when you shine you know how I feel
    Scent of the pine you know how I feel
    Oh freedom is mine
    And I know how I feel

    By Blogger proud and prejudiced, at 10:16 am  

  • whatever happened to your countdown?

    By Blogger don't chase it, at 12:32 am  

  • I: the LOML did me already. And Child One. And Child Two. Pass the arnica, would you?

    Proud: I am suitably invigorated and uplifted; thank you for that.

    Don't: I forgot. Comes with getting so old.

    By Blogger crisiswhatcrisis, at 9:49 pm  

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