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Thursday, December 13, 2007
the neverending PAINTING. and other stuff.
oh my gosh I hate painting. Have I mentioned that? Hate. hate hate hate.
The good news is that, relatively speaking, it's almost done. I have painted LT's room, C's room (with a little help from T), our room, and the living room, which took THREE **** COATS because KILZ PAINT LIES. Also, I have painted most of the trim in the living room/dining area/kitchen. Still to do: the window, door, floor, and ceiling trim (which has been removed) for the bedrooms, the drawer fronts and cabinet doors, and the (millions of miles of) ceiling and floor moulding for the front room.
So yeah. Sometime around the time the kids graduate and move out, we should be done. Or maybe this weekend, if the weather holds and nothing stupid happens.
I am liking the colors. Off-white begone! LT's room is kind of khaki, and should look great with the camouflage bedding I think he's getting for Christmas from my mother-in-law. C's is PURPLE. I mean, techically it's lavender, but it's PURPLE. When the light comes in her window in the afternoon, the whole hallway outside her room has this purple glow thing going on. Ours is very blue. Those of you who may have been around since we painted our room at the other house, before we gave it to C -- it's a little more blue and a little less gray than that. And the living room is a nice sunny, creamy yellow. FIVE GALLONS of paint later. One coat coverage my eye. At least the mint-chocolate-chip-green color is banished forever.
All trim is white.
Not that you care. In fact, let's face it, you all took off two paragraphs ago and here I am talking to myself. I know this because even I am bored. Rachel, nobody cares about the painting except you. Accept it and move on.
Um. What else to talk about... Christmas is coming? I am still not really feeling that. No idea why -- it's not like I have anything else on my mind. And Christmas coming means that I have a birthday coming too, doesn't it. Also not feeling that, although I've been thinking of myself as 33 (when I haven't been thinking of myself as 68) for at least the last few months, so maybe that's why. The shopping is done, and thanks to LT most of the wrapping is done, and now Christmas is kind of on a shelf until the morning of the 25th, when we will bustle around and make a big dinner and then, in a manifestation of one of the most disappointing aspects of adulthood for me personally, I will heave a sigh of relief that it's over until next year. I swear I am not Scrooge. It's just that the work factor outpaced the fun factor of Christmas about the time the kids got old enough to lose the starry-eyed-wonder thing, which was also around the time that I got fed up with all the STUFF they had... and yet here we all are trapped in a tradition where, no matter how much we deny it, Christmas is very much about getting STUFF.
I am not knitting much. I started a really pretty scarf with a celtic knotty braidish kind of pattern that I lifted from somewhere, thinking to maybe give it to my grandmother for Christmas, but at the rate I'm going it'll be Christmas 2011.
I am done with school for the semester, as of last night. I am 100% sure I have an A in the music class, and relatively sure I have one in the dreaded English class as well, which is something I was not at ALL sure was possible at the beginning of the semester. This will teach me to freak out about stuff. That class was a lot of work, and the subject matter was annoying, but the grading was very fair -- even generous, in some instances -- so I have no complaints.
Also, I have a transcribing job, which I work on very late at night until I collapse into bed to get up and start it all over again the next day. One by one these various occupations will drop off as they get finished (hallelujah!), at which point I will probably find out that I don't at all remember how to relax. I am really looking forward to relearning that very admirable skill, oh yes I am.
Comments
Hey! I'll have you know that I read every word about the painting. :) Glad it looks like the end may be in sight. And congrats on the grades!
Posted by: Kat with a K at December 14, 2007 04:46 AM
I read about the painting too so now I want to see. Especially khaki walls with camo bed stuff. And blue. I like blue walls. The walls in our bedroom are blue on the bottom half (almost the color of your blog here, on the sides, but a little darker) and then a creamy color on top.
At least school is done for the semester and the grades look good. After what they assigned you to read in that English class, I had my doubts, if you know what I mean. ;)
Posted by: mary at December 14, 2007 06:32 AM
Congratulations on the classes!! I am glad to be done. have a little break and really get into next semester. =)
Posted by: debi at December 14, 2007 07:12 AM
I love reading about painting! Well, about the colors people choose, at least. Looking forward to hearing more-- maybe seeing more, too? ;o)
Congratulations on the grades! :o)
Posted by: Michael at December 14, 2007 10:58 AM
"and yet here we all are trapped in a tradition where, no matter how much we deny it, Christmas is very much about getting STUFF."
Unfortunately, I can relate. It's discouraging. Sigh.
I've been away from cyber-space for awhile, but CONGRATS! on the house!!!
Denise
Posted by: Anonymous at December 16, 2007 09:26 PM
That scarf sounds so pretty. I would love to learn how to do that.
Posted by: jenn at December 17, 2007 08:44 PM
