New sprog's due in 6 weeks, so we're moving Eben into a new bedroom and having the nursery for the new bug. This means redecorating both rooms and I fucking hate decorating. I'm no good at it. I get no satisfaction from it. It bores me rigid.
What makes it worse is that Nicky is a complete perfectionist so the preparation element takes forever. So far I've been doing it for the last 2 weekends and I'm only just getting towards the end of the preparation.
Or so I think.
I just know that during inspection this afternoon the work will be rejected and I'll have even more to do. There is nothing in this world that puts me in a worse mood than decorating. Well actually there is. The thought of decorating.
If someone says to me when I've finished. 'Isn't that satisfying?' I will brain them.
'No it's not satisfying, it was a grind and it's not as good as if I'd got someone in and anyway I've got to do the bloody nursery yet.'
Raaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!
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That makes at least 2 of us. I'm sorry to say I've had a few real 'episodes' that involved just me and various 'decorating items'...when we were doing the little back bedroom (about 5 years ago now!) I ended up throwing everything out the window (paint, tins, brushes, paper thingies for those borders and I bent and broke a new blind (Ikea stuff, which then also went out the window because it wouldn't do what I was telling it to do...so I killed it) then I went downstairs and drove off in a huff.
The following weekend the neighbour kindly did the lot for 40 quid...I should have done thatin the first place!
You should Definitely get the decorators in .
Life is too short...
I adore decorating, particularly glossing! I like it because it allows your mind to wonder to places it hasn't been for a while, whilst doing something physical. If my thoughts get too much for me I pop some music on from my yoof and pretend I'm a pop/rock star. The neighbours hate it when I decorate.
Good luck Six but she is right, preparation is everything.
I agree with you entirely. I loathe DIY and I despise gardening. Stultifyingly dull both. My garden is six feet high all over at the moment. I let it grow as a burglar defence while I was away at Xmas. I started in March...
I think my neighbour has given up on me. The last time he mentioned it I said "Do you know what, Brian? In 5000 years this will all be marshland". He didn't look very impressed. Wish I'd never read Ozymandias... He's in for a shock though - I've got a couple of blokes in next month to sort it out.
Span the neighbour did it for £40 to stop you chucking your gear into his garden!
Six get a professional - babies sometimes put in early appearances and at the rate you're going the kid will be able to did it himself before you've finished!
did? do!
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