Day 1: I spent most of the day sanding down fiddly knobs and ends on this old mirror. I drank 3 gins - which given that V was pouring meant that realistically I drank about 9. I also managed to get a bit of sunstroke and staggered home and promptly crawled into bed about 8pm with no dinner. Woke up in the middle of the night feeling sprightly so read for a couple of hours and then went back to sleep.
|Is that a gin I see before me?|
Day 2: Woke up wondering if I'd be able to move, but as it turned out everything was in good working order so I trundled down to V's place ready to take up the sandpaper once more. I arrived and discovered that we were painting today. I studiously stayed away from the gin and drank an awful lot of tea and water. V's beau turned up to help put together a wardrobe and was very surprised that we were being industrious - I think he was expecting us to be sitting around watching day time television with some tea still talking about where the emulsion had gone to! I successfully managed to paint some small knobs for the dresser, a shoe rack, quite a lot of the patio and also my jeans. Was very proud.
Day 3: Back to sanding again, this time very small parts of a table. I have no idea where the parts go, but I'm only sanding not constructing. It was hot hot hot. I thought I'd escaped the sunburn but apparently not - much moisturizer will be used in the coming days, I feel. I did make lunch for everyone though, so never let it be said I don't pull my weight.
|Indoor picnic - hurrah!|
Day 4: Thank goodness we were not working today because it is absolutely chucking it down. The great old British weather, eh?! A bit of rain never hurt anyone.... but I'm glad all the paint is dry nevertheless.
It's so pleasing to be able to look at something and say 'I did that!'. I think the house is going to look amazing once she's moved in and settled. It was a lot of fun, much more so than I thought it would be - although I'm not about to start a decorating business just yet, don't worry.