Today I finally had enough. The picture present, given last year, perfect for the bathroom, wrapped in bubbles, leant upright against various corners had stared at my subconcious *enough*.
It was going up.
A chair to stand on. A pencil and spirit level. The drill. Enthusiasm outweighing ineptitude I (very) proudly present...
Colour to lift the white bathroom!
In other news, I'm still having a bad time with my teeth. The DIY-burst is probably a reaction to it, because otherwise I'd lie on the sofa and moan quietly. And that would add guilt at 'wasting' time to the mix. I am master of the mix, and will not be beaten by an inflamed nerve. Not yet anyway.
It was going up.
A chair to stand on. A pencil and spirit level. The drill. Enthusiasm outweighing ineptitude I (very) proudly present...
Colour to lift the white bathroom!
In other news, I'm still having a bad time with my teeth. The DIY-burst is probably a reaction to it, because otherwise I'd lie on the sofa and moan quietly. And that would add guilt at 'wasting' time to the mix. I am master of the mix, and will not be beaten by an inflamed nerve. Not yet anyway.
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