Where did the day go? Up early to answer mail and write a few lines, then down to what used to be the kitchen to do some work with the paintbrush. Two gallons of primer and six hours later it’s still not finished. Worst part is, the ceiling hasn’t had a single coat.
Remember Tom Sawyer?
“Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit.”
That pretty much says it all.
Time for the giant Heineken that’s stashed in the fridge.