Finishing the cracks and dinks
OK OK I’m going to post something soon.
For the moment though.
Got in from work after a pretty hard day, lots of travelling with a spell on the road to York and back.
Anyway it was pretty darn freezing when I got in so I pulled on all my working togs backed up with lots of insulative clothing. Bagged me a bit of food and cracked on with finishing the cracks and dinks I’d filled earlier this week in the two front bedrooms, basically doing a bit of sanding and then painting the smoothed results. This was mainly detailing, most of the filling had been done ages ago, this was me just being pedantic and aiming for the best finish I could muster.
Anyway I managed to do it in double quick time and decided on an early bath.
Well in the bath it dawned on me that I’d not cleaned my brushes and my painting tray. So what does one do, well one has a brainwave and jumps out of the bath into the freezing front room. One recognises that running across a building site floor starkers in the nithering cold ain’t such a good idea, so I belt up a hand towel, toss on my steel toecap boots, grab tray and paint and wash them out in my bathtub where I was just having a bath.
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Some of you might find that a bit disturbing, but trust me it’s a green tub that’s never really clean and a spot of paint won’t trouble it or me. Anyway it’s all washed away and back to its green sparkly self.
While finding the paintbrush and tray I noticed some little dints that were picked out in the street lighting that I’d not noticed with the room light on.
So what does one do but throw on a dressing gown, mix up some filler in a Costa coffee cup from today’s exploits at work. Then at midnight one goes around the rooms picking up further detail and filling them in.
Costa coffee cup and waste filler all thrown away without any containers to clean.
Genius.
Well not genius but clever and stupid at the same time, clever use of a cup, stupid me filling in dints at midnight in a freezing cold house in my dressing gown.