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Mint Ice Cream
Wow! Not even eleven a.m. and I’ve finished painting the formerly-known-as-purple room.
Hurrah! All I have left to do is the trim and I’m so thrilled with the results that I’m going to go ahead and paint one of the other bedrooms the same color. Currently it’s a lightish green which was supposed to be indicative of springtime and plants but just looks like someone ate a lot of mint ice cream and threw up all over the walls. That bedroom was the worst room in the whole house (except for the kitchen) when we moved in, very very dark panelling on two of the walls and then the other two had white flowered wall paper. When I got the white flowered wall paper off I found a really lovely dark green wallpaper that had been there since the forties and would have liked to save it, but it was just too old and flaking off. All together I’ve gotten seven different layers of wallpaper off in this house, and spackled and done a lot of other repairs — it’s so much fun! I grew up in a series of apartments. With white walls. That all looked exactly the same. Having the ability to change things so dramatically has been great. Although *grin* as I was telling the paint guy yesterday, I think that dark purple color was sort of an overdramatic reaction to the white walls I grew up with.
Now I feel kind of dumb that I went on and on about the color of the walls but oh well.
Ended up deciding to go over to Sarah’s last night and had an absolutely wonderful time. We watched the X-Files and played with the cats (they loved my huge coat) and it turned out that she had a whole enormous collection of videos that were just gathering dust, so I borrowed a bunch of tapes to watch and am quite thrilled. When I got home last night I wasn’t really very sleepy yet so I sat down on the couch to watch one of the movies (”Moon Over Parador”, I wasn’t very impressed) and then realized that I could just sleep on the other couch (*grin* or should I say “the couch formerly known as the-futon-we-used-to-sleep-on) when the movie was over. So I went ahead and did that, and about five minutes into the movie Todd called. It was lovely to talk to him, we miss each other a lot. A whole lot. He says that he already has three pages of his diary written and can’t wait for me to read the whole thing when he gets back.
I slept on the couch which was helpful, it didn’t feel half as lonely as the bed would have, and the cats came and slept with me on and off through the night — Anita woke me up investigating under the covers which she’d evidently decided would make a great fort. I woke up and hung out on IRC for a little while, got to talk to Damon which I was glad about, then listened to NPR’s morning edition while I painted until it was over and then I listened to the different rock stations on the radio, up really loud because the weekend father next door has his kids and they’re really irritating and they get on my nerves. Or, rather, they’re irritating and they get on my nerves but they also get on the weekend father’s nerves and then he yells and I can’t stand that.
So I figure today I’ll watch The Dark Crystal which I’m very curious about. The last time I saw it was when it was actually in the theaters, with my father and summer and Patricia. The popcorn butter was rancid, but I didn’t know that and was hungry and figured it was just my imagination that it tasted funny. Which resulted in me eating it and feeling totally sick throughout the entire movie and made the movie much scarier and weirder than it would have been otherwise. Or, that’s what I think anyway. I’m curious to see if I’m right (although Todd and I agree that the black crab-spider things are incredibly creepy no matter how old you are or what you’re eating).
Looking forward as well to working on Claire’s rug, which I haven’t made much progress on lately. Hopefully this time no one will abscond with my crochet hook.
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