Put the second coat of varnish on the floor of the front room, the lobby and the vestibule.
When we came in from doing a bit of shopping for Ma, himself said he was going into the garage to look for something.
I asked if I should make a start on the second coat......'You can if you want' was his reply......and he levered the lid off.
I asked for a good thick paint brush as he said it would be easier to cover the boards with a brush.
This meant it was a 'down on the knees' job. I was forced to scrutinise what we did yesterday....and while from a distance it looked passable.....up close I could see places where there had been drips and despite my supposed vigilance at watching what himself was doing........I missed them.
I told myself that perfection was to be aspired to even if it was not attained.......and when I think of how the old floor was(aargh) I have decided I can live with these imperfections.......that they tell the story of adversity overcome.......and the two of us doing something that we haven't done before.
I don't know what he was looking for in the garage.....the Holy Grail?.......anyway by the time he came back in I was washing the brushes having finished the job by myself!
And the kettle was on ready for a brew.
Men! Like blisters......they come up when the work is done.
Today I think I have earned my keep.
When we came in from doing a bit of shopping for Ma, himself said he was going into the garage to look for something.
I asked if I should make a start on the second coat......'You can if you want' was his reply......and he levered the lid off.
I asked for a good thick paint brush as he said it would be easier to cover the boards with a brush.
This meant it was a 'down on the knees' job. I was forced to scrutinise what we did yesterday....and while from a distance it looked passable.....up close I could see places where there had been drips and despite my supposed vigilance at watching what himself was doing........I missed them.
I told myself that perfection was to be aspired to even if it was not attained.......and when I think of how the old floor was(aargh) I have decided I can live with these imperfections.......that they tell the story of adversity overcome.......and the two of us doing something that we haven't done before.
I don't know what he was looking for in the garage.....the Holy Grail?.......anyway by the time he came back in I was washing the brushes having finished the job by myself!
And the kettle was on ready for a brew.
Men! Like blisters......they come up when the work is done.
Today I think I have earned my keep.

