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the_siobhanWeather in Toronto for the last couple of weeks has been up down up down warm cold snow thaw sun rain warm up down up. As a result "a good day" is one where I only have trails and auras and the sensation of somebody pushing their thumbs into my forehead.
Climate change makes me grumpy.
On days where I can string two thoughts together they have mostly been about the house. Sanding this, painting that. What do you think of this colour? How about this fixture? Holy crap we have too many lights, who thought we would need this many lights? Oh shit, we forgot we needed to paint that before this wall goes in or we won't be able to reach it. How much can we get done this weekend? How about after work tomorrow?
My husband has turned into the decorating version of a bridezilla. Last night I had to forbid him from asking me one more question about curtains because I was getting ready to bottle him.
The tentative plan we made two weeks ago is to have our house warming party on St Patrick's Day. Axel is convinced everything will be done by then. I'm a lot less sure because we made those plans when were going to be finished in two weeks. But I have my fingers crossed. And my toes. And my eyes. Regardless we've decided we're just going to throw a tarp over the table saw and have the party anyway.
Climate change makes me grumpy.
On days where I can string two thoughts together they have mostly been about the house. Sanding this, painting that. What do you think of this colour? How about this fixture? Holy crap we have too many lights, who thought we would need this many lights? Oh shit, we forgot we needed to paint that before this wall goes in or we won't be able to reach it. How much can we get done this weekend? How about after work tomorrow?
My husband has turned into the decorating version of a bridezilla. Last night I had to forbid him from asking me one more question about curtains because I was getting ready to bottle him.
The tentative plan we made two weeks ago is to have our house warming party on St Patrick's Day. Axel is convinced everything will be done by then. I'm a lot less sure because we made those plans when were going to be finished in two weeks. But I have my fingers crossed. And my toes. And my eyes. Regardless we've decided we're just going to throw a tarp over the table saw and have the party anyway.
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Date: 2012-03-02 01:43 am (UTC)This made me chuckle. A lot.