Help the Painted Lady!!!

These last few days have been busy, crazy, insane, bothersome and downright flipping annoying. When Young Stud was home for Christmas he gave me a wonderful present. He made me a built-in bookshelf, which now occupies an entire wall in my hallway. I have a lot of books. Not as many as I WOULD have if I hadn’t had to constantly cull the collection due to limited shelf space. The current collection has been housed in a pair of 22-year-old shelving units of dubious fiberboard construction. Being the darling son that he is, YS filled my entire (very wide) hallway with shelves. BOOK shelves.

There was one little catch – He built ‘em, but I had to paint ‘em. I braved Home Despot to buy the primer and paint – twice! (I NEVER buy the correct amount. It’s either too little or too much). BEFORE I could paint, Dad had to look over the marvel his grandson had constructed. He pronounced it wonderful…except for those few little nails that YS had not set deeply enough. I handed Dad the hammer and the nail set. He said “Yep – that’s what you need. Work on it.” So much for trying to get somebody ELSE to do my dirty work. Having set nails and filled resulting holes with putty and properly sanded (well – after doing SOME of that anyway) I was ready to prime. Prime I did. Primed the shelves, the wall, parts of the floor, myself and (poor unsuspecting dog) Blossom. Priming complete, I concentrated my efforts on painting. And Paint I did. To the list of primed articles add my hair and a possible smudge or two on Dad and Chickie. What? I never said I could paint well. Hell I never said I could paint. I just said I would paint. Did I mention that I also sanded somewhere in this whole finishing debacle? Well, I did. This whole process took me 3 or 4 days. I can’t remember which. The fumes began eating my brain cells I think. And then I spent another day or so scrubbing paint overspray off my body…mostly.

At some point during that fume-induced haze my sister arrived. She has moved in with me; lock, stock and barrel (and 452 bottles of vitamins, an additional 300 books, a few pounds of tofu, and her own brand of attitude). The first order of business for her was to get sick. Sickness for my sister is a truly wondrous experience. She loses total control of all voluntary brain function and much of the involuntary. She stumbles from spot to spot in the house surrounded by a germ laden haze as she tries to remember what the heck she is doing. She starts and finishes entire sentences without making one syllable making sense Being newly moved in she keeps making attempts to settle in by moving stacks of stuff from here to there, without actually accomplishing anything except…moving the stacks from here to there. Did I forget to mention the most endearing part of this illness? Sis has become a snot factory extraordinaire. I believe she is personally responsible for the death of an entire forest which went into making Kleenex for her.

Then this morning Chickie decided that she too was sick. I ran for the vitamin C. No – not for them – for me! NO WAY am I getting whatever the hell it is. I spent the day wandering aimlessly around my house gulping C by the handful. Sis was ensconced on the couch with a death grip on the tv remote control and Chickie had settled herself firmly into MY bed with a equally strong grip on the remote for that tv. I wandered back and forth wishing I could watch ANYTHING that wasn’t CNN or MTV, donning a haz-mat suit to protect me as I collected used Kleenex and served odd food craving meals.

Finally I have a break – Chickie was on the phone! Yes! She’s getting better! I threw her out of my room (tactfully, of course) and grabbed my remote control and my computer. Tomorrow Chickie goes back to school…now what the heck can I do with Sis???

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Oh you poor dear, I really do feel for you. You know what is going to happen, they are both going to get better then you are going to get sick and they will make you take care of yourself. Me living with my sister would be an interesting experience! LOL I like natural wood, that way I never have to paint it. 😀

January 5, 2003

Now you’ve got me jealous! I’m like you. LOVE books! Just don’t have the space to put them on shelves. Most are packed in boxes. I’d absolutely love to have built-in shelves (& the space for them *snort*). Know what you mean about the sanding & painting. But you are definitely worse than me. *smirk* Yea, LOTRs Two Towers was great & I can’t wait for the 3rd movie & the complete DVD set! *hugs*

January 5, 2003

Hey, hey…I bet the fumes from all that damn paint cleared some shit out of your head!(Ever the freakin’ optimist…grins) Um, get some vitamin B150, not the B complex stuff…get the B150, the GOOD stuff, one each day with 1,000mgs of C.Get healthy,FD and I are making plans for a little trip…not sure when it’s gonna come to fruition but it’s a sure thing. (((Hugs ya))) Love ya!

January 5, 2003

How kind of you to allow your sister to move in. I don’t know if I could do the same with my brother now that we are older, but I suppose sisters are a different story. I can just imagine the Kleenex everywhere…Yuck!

I see you love to read as I do. I too had massive volumes at one time but not so many now. I lost most in a flood in 1996. Books just are not the same after they have been underwater, lol

hehehe im famous for my remote stealing skills…its definitely an art. and i….am an artist!!! glad to hear things are goin again!! good bad, things 2003 is movin along… not so bad from this neck of the woods…but hey..were only 6 days into it!! hehe anywhoo..i missed ya!!! =) -Casey.

K..nock..K..nock tis I Alexias and sorry to be slow to reply having been in the country being attacked by killer flies for New Year and to say nothing of being attacked by snags hot from a barbie. In other words I have been on a small holiday! All best for N/YearAlex

January 6, 2003

ROTFWL… omg, you crack me up. You have the world’s greatest sense of humor. Guess that means you’re feeling better…well… mentally. Hope you don’t catch the plague there. I can just picture everything covered in paint and one little spot on the bookshelves and you cheering because you got that one spot on there 😉 How do they look now? *still laughing* have a nice one.

i need a bigger house for my books

Hmmm, not so easy to get rid of, huh? 🙂 Well, I know a guy that knows a guy that knows a guy. I should make the call? :))) You’ll survive, girlfriend.

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Try painting your sis, hon! LOL You seem to have painted everything else hehe. Must be something about the period after Xmas. My wife has started painting the dining room “now she has it back” after my pc moved out LOL Hugz Harley (nsi)

January 6, 2003

not a good start to the new year. i hope you stay well..

Hmm…perhaps sis should plant a couple of trees once she gets her strength back…~;) ArtImp, nsi

mail sis here in a box with a book marked media rate. then she can sit upstairs in the freshly cleaned room, rain tissues down on my neighbors thru the window and oversea the disaster that will be me babysitting the four six year olds, one seven year old one nine year old and one ll year old and expected to drive one nine year old to gymnastics. NOT going to happen. NOT. ribbit! froglette nsi

hey, at least he built the bookcases for you. my dad just gave us home depot cards for christmas. how’s that? P:) GOOD luck and next time, call me up, i paint. lots, ask everybody and i don’t mind it in my hair neither. ribbbbbit, still froglette still nsi

I’m with harley. paint her. yellow with green polka dots. (c8 Toadster, nsi either.

RYN – thanks for the professional compliment. On the verge of sounding conceited, we are very good. Guess that is why we are getting the work from a sub-par unit. But it sometimes feels like punishing those that work hard. Guess that is life, lol.

Oh girl, you had me laughing with visions of paint covered everything!!! Good for you, I’ll bet it looks great. Oh my, your sister moved in?? Is this a good thing? At least it’ll make for a few interesting entries.LOL Keep popping those vitimin C’s and hope you keep well. Much love and laughter!!

Perhaps it’s your Sis responsible for R being under the weather the past few days? I’m not happy about that. With a wink…T the U, escaping for a moment from being a doting grandparent

Starts and stops entire sentences without making a syllable of sense–why, that sounds just like me! Even when I’m not sick! Ain’t Daddy nice for pointing out the things YS left undone? Bless his heart. And you really ought to thank everyone else for helping you, too. Or rather, NOT helping you–since that woulda made it worse! HOPE YOU DON’T GET SICK!!!!! It sucks!

January 15, 2003

I’d invite you round here but I’ve got flu… and the remote!

I love to paint….PICTURES…painting furniture just never was my thing! You can have it!!….I sooo stay away from any task such as this…..for obvious reasons! ~Hugs~