Hold still, silly.
Ok, so last night I painted again! What fun! My neck is broken!
The ceiling is light-medium peach. The walls are a more-intense light-medium peach. Except for around the edges, that's still blinding-white. As is the trim, blinding white.
Tonight is the second coat. Then I'm going to happily, giddily, rip up the plastic hiding the horrid green (oops, it's green, not blue - just goes to show the condition of it, hm?) carpet. So that tomorrow I'll hit San Leandro, borrow my parent's steam cleaner, and clean the bugger. Then Thursday I can finish the closet and Friday do the floor trim, and Saturday start moving in. Or something like that.
I'm so tired now. My neck is killing me. I mean, when I hold it upright. Good news... I'll soon be on Novedge's Kaiser. Yay. I wonder if I can see a chiropractor then.
Franco and I just had a lengthy discussion about getting rid of stuff you don't use. I'm all for that. That's why I'll be glad to have more space to organize things.
Back to worky bye.
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