The workmen have left...well, the paid ones anyway. Us unpaid workers have continued to toil away but that's the joys of home ownership, isn't it. It was just a matter of cleaning and moving furniture back in place in a couple of the rooms but finishing up Wayne's computer room has taken the better part of two days.
One conclusion we came to was that we'd never make a living as painters. Wayne would never try as he really doesn't like doing it but he was a good sport and wielded the roller around the walls. I, on the other hand, don't mind painting but my perfectionist tendencies mean no one could afford to hire me if I charged by the hour. And I'd starve to death if paid by the job as I'd take too long to do it. But I'd have happy customers.
My legs are a little weary tonight after crawling on the floor masking off baseboard climbing up and down ladders for two days. I cut in around the ceiling, baseboard and doors as well as rolled on a second coat. It looks so fresh now that it's all done and everything is back in place.
Tomorrow's plan is to put my room back together. Not everyone has a shower full of scrapbook supplies (and a few other things too) but sometimes you just have to get a little creative when you're looking for temporary storage space.