it's a Gin Palace mystery
Feb. 2nd, 2015 03:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanWe are clumsy clumsy people in this house. We drop things, trip over things, push things too hard, pull things too fast, misjudge clearance.
Every once in a while I'll go through the house with a tube of instant plaster and plug the dings and scrapes where some piece of furniture got bounced against the wall and left a hole in the paint. At the moment this means a series of divots running vertically behind the bedroom dresser and a long scrape in one of the posts next to the armchair. In the past it's been spots where the curtain rod got knocked down or a book case tipped backward.
So I guess it's inevitable that eventually I would find myself as I did today; staring upward and wondering how the hell we had managed to knock a chunk of plaster out of the bedroom ceiling.
Every once in a while I'll go through the house with a tube of instant plaster and plug the dings and scrapes where some piece of furniture got bounced against the wall and left a hole in the paint. At the moment this means a series of divots running vertically behind the bedroom dresser and a long scrape in one of the posts next to the armchair. In the past it's been spots where the curtain rod got knocked down or a book case tipped backward.
So I guess it's inevitable that eventually I would find myself as I did today; staring upward and wondering how the hell we had managed to knock a chunk of plaster out of the bedroom ceiling.