party time sucks: day 12
Up early for more patching and sanding and cleaning off dust and patching and sanding and cleaning off dust.
I hate this part of painting. I rather like painting itself. But I sure could do without all the prep.
My ceiling patching efforts aren’t getting rid of the ceiling crack.
And the cats will NOT leave me alone. Right now, as I type, Havok is cramming his entire body on the 4 square inches available on my lap, between my arms and the laptop. Because he knows that as soon as he steps or sits on my laptop, I will usher him away.
And my vacuum cleaner broke. That’s right, my 5-year-old $50 Wal-Mart vacuum cleaner that nobody even makes bags for anymore broke. The vacuum cleaner that I NEED in order to get rid of all the dust I am generating. Oh, and buckets of cat hair. I do not want buckets of cat hair in the basement once I start painting. Cat hair and paint do not mix. I already have basement trim full of dog hair (courtesy of previous owners). I do not want to add cat hair to the mix.
I am toying with the idea of running to BB&B for a 20% off dyson. Because, you know, I’m not earning any money at the moment. And what better thing to do than SAVE $100 on a vacuum cleaner that doesn’t lose suction. Because my current vacuum cleaner has given all its suction away.
Grrr. I think I might be about ready for a real job …