So now I’ve been drafted by Himself to wash down the bathroom walls in preparation for repainting.
It’s harder than it sounds, because the walls are covered with painted-over wallpaper that peels in some spots… Ugh!
I can’t really refuse to do it, because Himself is letting me live there rent free, and the pitch I made to him a year ago, when I was about to lose my Chicago highrise apartment and had nowhere to go, was that if he would let me move in, I would help with housecleaning and other domestic projects in lieu of paying rent.
But he wouldn’t let me touch anything for nearly a year, except for a few sporadic small tasks… so now I don’t feel like doing anything anymore. I’ve lost the motivation I had last September when I first moved in, and now I’m feeling lazy.
I want my “Do Nothing All Day” life back!
I’m looking forward to a ten-day stretch in the middle of September when he will be out of town, on the East Coast attending a Ship Reunion with colleagues from his Navy days. I’ll have the place all to myself… and I could use a good vacation from him.