
I had all these plans to paint rooms in my house over Easter, but do ya know what? I couldn't be bothered. So I slothed around on Friday after a nice big sleep in. Walked down to the park with my son and munched on not-so hot cross buns, then later had the ol' 70's fondue with friends followed by dipping stuff in melted chocolate. Strawberries were the best.
Saturday was equally lazy although I did 3 hours work at the library to keep the guilts at bay. A lovely sunny afternoon rewarded me for my efforts and my son and I watched Midsomer Murders that night. The crime capital of the UK.
A big sleep in Sunday followed my making my way through a dark chocolate easter bunny and spending up large at the garden city. Oh yes, I must remember to plant those vegie seedlings before they die..... Feed chips to huge baby big seagulls from the car window at Sumner while they peered their beady eyes (and huge beaks) at me from my car roof. It was kinda creepy actually but my son thought it was a hoot. I wonder if he will be so pleased when he has to clean the s*** off the roof. Tee hee.
Everything was fabulous this weekend, especially the avoiding any work around the house bit, until my cat decided to go to the toilet on the floor in my toilet room! I chased her outside angrily and threw water at her, cursing all the way back inside thinking of what i'll have to clean up. But no, my dog fixed the problem. Eeewwww!!!!!!
Well, I did feel kind of guilty for not having done any painting, so at 10pm last night I wrestled my ancient rangehood (that has more rust than metal and therefore haven't been brave enough to turn it on) free from the wall, and moved it's supporting beams to accomodate the new rangehood. My hands are sore and I finally feel like I've acheived something. Still, I should consider resting an acheivement!