No More Painting

July 31, 2007

I should be painting the 1st coat of enamel on the guest room. I should be in my painting clothes, purple bandana wrapped around my head, the oldies station cranked on the portable radio. I should be half way done with that first wall by now.

Instead, I’m relaxed after yoga and about to curl up with the final episode of The Sopranos (it’s taken me a long time to catch up). Is it because my Labatts drinking task-master has headed to his own northern home? Perhaps. But more likely it’s because one can only focus on one’s house for so long. Then it’s time to focus on the other parts of your life…like yoga, Tony, and a fresh bag of Pepperidge Farm Brussels.



Sandpaper Saga

July 30, 2007

We woke up Sunday morning and agreed that we’d better try the Liquid Sandpaper.  Pierre gamely went to the Home Depot (luckily there’s a Dunkin Donuts on the way) and I worked on painting a second coat of trim on baseboards, windows, and radiators. I’m becoming the master (mistress?) of small annoying paint jobs.

Kitchen life: Apartment vs. House

July 30, 2007


The Slacker’s School of Painting

July 28, 2007

There’s a small display of fireworks in the kitchen as Pierre troubleshoots the electric issues with the light. Unfazed, he grabs another Labatts and is psyched because he’s figured out the problem. As long as he’s not electrocuted, I continue my research on painting wood paneling. So far, I’ve found this article and this one.

As the week-end is now half over and I’ve already been to Home Depot once today, I’ve made the decision to forgo the whole sanding “suggestion.” I’ve swabbed the walls with soap and water, vaccumed like a mad woman, and that will be fine. Sanding is for sissies, she says, and takes another slug of her brewski.

Back at it.

And a big shout out to Jenn who taught me about TAB BROWSING yesterday:)

Again with the bandana

July 27, 2007


The Buddha on Housework

July 27, 2007

I go through phases where I read a lot of Buddhism-inspired texts (Sharon Salzberg, Thich Nhat Han) and then I go through phases where I just need some People. I think I’m in the latter phase right now, which might be too bad because I think a Buddhist perspective could be really useful.

For example, I keep thinking that once I plow through my “To Do”lists that I’ll reach some kind of clear space. If I’m remembering correctly, Buddhism would suggest that we never reach that kind of completion (except when we’re dead). Instead of trying to get through and come out the other side, Buddhism encourages us to be more like water–to go with the flow and to live in the “now.” The present moment–this one–is all there is.

In this present moment, that determined squirrel is back to work on the empty McCormick Cumin jar he found in my neighbor’s recyling bin. Yesterday he spent over an hour trying to chew through the lid. Every time I passed through the dining room, I’d peek out the window to check on his progress. What persistence! It makes me like squirrels a tad bit more than before.

Thoughts on the Greg Brady room

July 25, 2007

My sister and her husband are coming next week for one night before we all drive up to the UP. Her impending arrival has made me ponder just what I’ll need to do to transform the Greg Brady room into a guest room. (Remember the episode when Greg wanted his independence and transformed the den into his love shack–complete with beaded door curatins? )

This room is DARK. Dark paneling with brown trim (yup, even the radiator). My goal is to lighten up the space and turn it into a sweet nook for guests.

My real challenge though is thinking about…window treatments! Happily, I’ve located the sewing maching and am about to embark on a curtain this afternoon. Wish me luck remembering how to thread my machine:)