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.'