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.
'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.
posted by crisiswhatcrisis at
9:27 am
2 Comments:
pinch punch first of the month and no returns
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I, Like The View, at 10:15 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.
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crisiswhatcrisis, at 9:49 pm
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