It feels like I have been house painting forever even though it can’t have been a month but I am definitely making progress. I have one more long wall of the house to do which I think I can polish off next weekend and then it is just down to fiddly bits. Windows, my house’s crazy knocked together porch and of course going round and fixing all the edges where I haven’t quite got it right due to my absolute lack of finesse with a brush.
I’m making equally slow progress on the quilt I started, but am doing ok considering I have pretty much only been doing a half hour a day. It’s a pretty straightforward design five inch squares and ten inch squares all from my stash of batiks. I’m hoping I might be able to rummage and find enough material for a backing so it can be a total stash quilt.
The house is nowhere near finished (who knew painting a house would take so long), and despite my best endeavours I never did get a boost of afternoon energy. At least not in the way that I wanted.
I managed a trip to the library, some reading and some knitting. My Mum and Dad came over one day to help and bought my eight year old nephew with them. Nephew needed a birthday present for his Mum, and wasn’t looking forward to a trip to the shops. When I offered him a chance to raid my handmade stash he jumped at it and decided that his Mum would like a hat and scarf.
I started knitting a replacement straight away, because I actually quite like knitting hats and scarfs. I think because they come together very quickly I feel like I am achieving something and they are simple enough to do while watching tv. So, there was a lot of afternoon movies last week, and I finished a new hat and got a good start on a scarf.
On another note: I seriously thought I would be sore from the painting, and I was mostly fine all week but I woke up this morning after one day back at the desk job and everything is stiff. I suspect just doing weekends from here on is going to be physically harder than doing one long slog.
For some reason, I thought it would be cool to take a week off work to paint my own house. Ok, mostly it is because I’m a total cheap skate and I’ve heard horror stories of people being quoted up to $20,000 to get their house painted. While I’m sure my little house wouldn’t cost that much to paint it would still be several thousand.
I decided that I would only paint in the mornings, and I’m glad I did. My day job involves sitting at a desk for most of the day so even being on my feet for 4 hours at a time is energy draining. After 3 days, I have almost one wall done. It’s not going as fast as I would like but it’s going and that’s the main thing. I figure if I don’t finish it this week, that’s ok too. I imagine there are bits that I’ll have to go back and redo as well as I am far from an expert painter. Once I have a sense of what I’m doing I can throw the odd weekend in here and there to get it finished.
Now I just need for the rain to hold off, for this sniffle not to get any worse, and to find some left over energy for doing some afternoon craft.
Old paint colour