Day 380: Speckled Success

Success!

Like this, but with blotches. And no headscarf.

We got really, really close to finishing our DIY project. Today involved painting, paint-speckled skin, managing to dip hair all the way into the pot and a considerable amount of sanding. First thing: sanding and wiping down the walls. Then painting them once. I did a lot of cutting in (check out the lingo - ha!). It's not my favourite job, but I grew to love it by coat three. 

Daniel laid underlay, laminate flooring and hardboard in the corridory bit. We sanded and painted the skirting boards and Daniel put a first coat on the radiator. The bannister received its undercoat (congratulations are in order) and its first layer of gloss. The floor is protected and pretty much all that's left to do is give the gloss-wearers a few more coats and tidy up where the masking tape has been. How Good Is That!

I have never painted a radiator orange.
There is still time.

Sometimes, the second day of DIY disappoints. The first was always so exhilarating. Today was gentler, but full of completions. I enjoyed it very much and I'm so glad we got as far as we did. The last time I wore these dungarees, I didn't make it to my second day. I loved the first (the dungarees are wearing pink, orange and green thanks to that day). We were painting the Tara yoga centre. I had the little green room to do. I peeled window transfers off (mmmmmmmmm). I didn't manage to get near the laminate flooring, but there were a lot of grunty men at that job and they seemed to have a pretty good system going. You can't break into a job when you're not needed just because you fancy it. 

I had a feeling I should have cut my losses when we stopped for the day and gone home, but for whatever reason, I stayed for the evening's thank you, involving a lap-dance and a full strip-tease, raucously applauded by all the karma yogis. More about that here:   http://daysofgratitude-jc.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/grateful-day-92-offal-and-defiance.html 
It was the beginning of the end of my time with that yoga school, though. And the beginning of the way towards the yoga course I've just done, about which I can be nothing but gleeful, grateful, bliss-kissed.

Thanks for lovely emails from a potential landlady and for a great facebook message from someone else I visited on my hunt for a new (temporary) home. They're going to come and do yoga with me and they want to introduce me to a clown friend of theirs who lives in a community. How nice. How very kind and lovely. I'm impressed.

I'm loving my iPod today. I'm usually pretty hesitant to share such a thing as my music taste. I often hear myself saying that I have bad taste in music. I think maybe I'll stick to 'very varied'. I like a lot of things that I assume other people won't like, but it's all good. Admittedly, there was no Russian rap on that iPod - it's from the old mac and it isn't familiar with such delicacies - but there were some very happy-making sounds coming out of that little pink nano today. Good times.

I'll be up to see the dawn again tomorrow. AND it might snow. Whatever happens, it'll be an adventure.