This week saw the completion of the ceiling, inclusive of the painting but excluding of the electrics!

Monday saw the cornices go up.

Tuesday saw no-one appear, which highlighted the accumulation of dust.

Wednesday saw the sanding of the ceiling which added fine, white plaster dust to the dust mix. It also saw the onset of a nasty, nasty cold congesting my sinuses beyond belief and adding razor barbs to my throat.

Thursday saw the painter come. I took the day off work but there was no couch to wallow on, and bed with an elderly tradesman in the house didn’t really appeal. I wasn’t well enough to leave the house.

Instead I knocked over a container of Beados and bonded with the laundry floor trying to pick them up. If my brain hadn’t been fogged by the snot in my sinuses, I would have vacuumed up the bastards never to be seen again!

Friday saw me killing myself cleaning dust from the windows, the window sills, the floors and the skirtings in the lounge and dining rooms. The rest of the house remains dusty!

The electrician did not turn up this week. Although we have the lounge and dining room back there is no lighting. It means we are still eating dinner at the playroom kid’s table where digestion is hindered because your knees are up under your chin!!!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to vacuum up the rest of the bastard Beados and lie on my couch!

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