Thu, 17 Jun 2004
I have a living room again
... much to my surprise.
To get it I near as dammit filled a roadside waste dumpster.
But I now have a living room that actually feels like a
living room.
Still to do: find somewhere sane to stash the bicycle and beer
engines, strip the wallpaper left by the previous
occupants (gosh, did I really move in nine years ago?), then
plaster and re-paper. (This is rendered non-trivial by the wall
of bookcases to empty, relocate, and re-fill during the
exercise.) Then add new
curtain rail and curtains, replace light fittings, add another
thirty metres (minimum) of bookshelves, get the gas fire
serviced, finish re-covering the sofa, and replace the fireplace surround. Finally, replace
the (aged, decrepit and underused) A/V stack.
I think I know what my next advance is going to go on ...
the trick is going to be not letting this chore list delay the
book after that.
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