MissTick
Thingish Things

Since I’ve been left on my own for the long Christmas break (we are not due to the office till the 2nd of January), I had that fear that all the dark thinking and tears would ruin my already tainted holidays. So I’ve made up a little project for me…well, actually, a big one. I’m totally re-decorating my bedroom. Hb managed to help me with the heavy-male jobs before he left and when my son comes home for NY, he will help with the wallpapering. I’m getting better and better with the new skills. And so far the holes in the walls are fixed and plastered over, the ceiling artexed and painted and the window is all prepared for the rather complicated fixing…I had to electric-saw rotten pieces of the wooden window-sill so that I can then fill them with something suitable (I will have to do some research on line and in the shops, as I haven’t got a clue how to fix it!) it’s those little things that slap you in the face every time you forget for a moment you have no one to do stuff for you anymore…today I let myself to whimper a little at realisation that I have to stop working because I don‘t know what to do… eventually I came up with the idea that might be not the correct way to deal with this problem, but at least my way and now my window-sill is significantly shorter and I can see the external bricks through the split I’ve made. [*proud as much as terrified what if I won’t be able to fix it?!*]