Yes, its like you can see the tumbleweeds blowing by in the wind through my deserted website. Where have I been?
Working on my house of course!
Spent Veterans Day sanding baseboards…ugh…wearing fogged over goggles, dusk mask, and ear plugs. Never felt more attractive. Wondering how long it would take to become brain damaged from lack of oxygen. Thank God that part is done. Next plastering and yet more sanding. I passionately hate sanding…
Today, I bought this kick butt mold killing primer. NOTE to all- never read the product warnings. Basically, if you inhale, get any on you, or get any in your eyes; you should rush to an emergency room. Is the mold or mildew that life-threatening or dangerous? I feel like I should wear a hazmat suit to paint those little moldy spots. They probably can’t even sell the paint in California. What I need is a fearless 70 year old man to brush the paint on. You know the type. The type that tosses a cigarette butt into a can of gasoline. Yeah, the old guy smoking a cigarette, driving around with no seat belt, throwing caution to the wind every step of the way. The same warning is probably on the toilet bowl cleaner. This is why I never clean the bathroom…too dangerous.
Hopefully, I will be finished, by the end of the month. Who am I kidding? This is going to take FOREVER!!!
I hate you Bob Villa, you made an old house seem like a fun adventure. *sigh* I always wanted to marry Bob Villa, next best thing to a rich man.