|'Bootscreature (deepbluesquee) wrote,|
@ 2012-10-08 19:26:00
|Current music:||Daydreaming Again (Words Drowned by Fireworks), Pot Hocket|
|Entry tags:||bob the goddamn constructicon, gardening, little bulldozer who could, shiny!|
I've sort of been neglecting IJ in a sense, partly because Pepper and I RP in comments which doesn't require new posts exactly and partly because I seem to have been possessed by a mania for decorating.
The utility room is now a rather fetching shade of sky-blue and white, though we'll see how long it takes for said white to start acquiring crop circle-esque handlebar marks from my bike.
The kitchen - well, I can't yank the tiles off the walls, so I've sort of had to work with what I've got. I did manage to hew the godawful lumpy artex off most of the walls, and believe me at times I was wishing for an axe but managed to get most of it off with a filler-scraper-thing. I lost a fair bit of skin off my knuckles in the process, but what I couldn't hack off I sandpapered down and filled, so aside from the short wall behind the kitchen door there are no vicious surfaces waiting to claw my hands to bits! Muahaha!
I'm not touching the hallway or the stairsif I can help it, since the landlord's insisting on keeping the wallpaper and painting over it, and if he'd rather do that than strip the peeling mess off and paint that instead? Be my guest. XD
I have wallpapered on the landing, and OH GOD what a nightmare that was - three doorways to cut around, argh! - but I have to say, despite having to re-do one strip entirely and having to practically glue the very last corner together with invention and wallpaper paste, it looks damn good. I also discovered how gloss paint is a tool of the devil and makes my hands flare up like nobody's business, but when you're done, the paintbrush is a gloppy mess in the bin and you don't have to worry about brushing up against it by accident? It does look good.
My room's done, with the glorious floral wallpaper that kickstarted this current burst of insanity/inpiration, and I've re-jigged it so I've got more floor and it feels more like my space, rather than somewhere I've temporarily thrown my stuff. It only took me just over two years to figure it out, but hey... *snrk*
The bathroom - well, the bathroom is an ode to Slaanesh, let's put it that way. Now if I can only keep the landlord from potentially killing me for painting a few of the tiles, I'll be golden...
...I have plans for the living room, but they're still percolating - it involves large amounts of purple and the leftover black and green paints from the bathroom, though - and I have vague ideas for the second bedroom, but I'm not sure I like them as they stand. MY LIFE. HOW EXCITING.
Honestly, though, I'm liking this surge of drive and having a project. I just really hope it's going to hang around and I'm not going to sink back into apathy when I'm done and don't know what to do with myself again - I hadn't realised how long I'd been quite so, well, listless until first the garden and then the house demanded my attention. It feels really good having a big project to work on. I've never had a whole house to play with before.
That said, getting a bug in my bonnet yesterday and winding up cutting about 7' of holly tree off the tops of the two remaining trunks was perhaps a tad ill advised, even if I do now ADORE my pruning saw even more than I did before. (An hour to cut through two trunks each as thick as my upper arm? HELL YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU I'LL HAVE ANOTHER.) I got it done, and in record time too, but I also hit myself in the eye with the blunt end of a branch and now have a lovely blood spot on my right eye. ;¬¬ It doesn't hurt much, but ugh, so stupid. It's getting dark earlier and earlier, too, so I'll have to be quick about cutting it up. That's plenty of firewood, there.