What ya gonna do now, Gypsy?

To borrow a phrase from Billy Bob, "Holy Crap!"

Yesterday in the late afternoon, after climbing up and down the two steps on the ladder, reaching and stretching to reach the ceiling, I sat down with a cold Miller Hi Life. I take a long time to drink a beer, so maybe 90 minutes later when I decided to have another one, I tried to get up out of the chair when every bone and muscle in my body screamed in pain. I said to my dog Lady, "Holy Crap". She knew what I was talking about because she has a difficult enough time getting up and down, although a ladder doesn't have anything to do with it.

I spent the rest of the evening in my recliner, got a good night's sleep, and woke up this morning without even an ache. I guess I can attribute my recovery to the medicine I took (Miller's) - I can't even remember if I ate supper or not. Meals present a real dilemma because my kitchen is in such upheaval it wouldn't be worth all the moving things around in order to cook.

I was back on the job this morning, and have primered all I'm going to primer today. Here's a look at my progress, but you have to ignore the clutter. The 2nd picture will give you an idea of what the rest of the walls will look like - that's the wall behind the stove that I painted before hanging the range hood. The hood is covered with newspaper to keep me from dripping paint on it. The next thing to do is to paint two coats of ceiling paint, and then I can get to the walls, and then I can get to the cabinet fronts and hardware and hang them back up!



The wind has died down today, but it looks like there is a chance of rain tomorrow. I don't like to paint when it's raining, but I suppose the newer formulations dry quickly enough they don't absorb moisture. I sure hope so.

On an entirely different note, I want to mention that from time to time I look at my sitemeter stats, particularly location. A couple of times I have noted a visitor from Bala Cynwyd, PA. The first time I saw it I thought what a beautiful name. I know it is a Welsh name but I'm so used to seeing the German sounding names in PA towns I was surprised. A google of Bala Cynwyd informed me that it was founded in the late 1600's by Welsh Quakers. So to the person from Bala Cynwyd, let me say I am thrilled to have you read my blog.