Note that is "pea" with an "a."
Joan has been wanting to change the ceiling in our smaller bathroom (AKA: my bathroom) since we had repairs done on it after some damage around a vent during Hurricane Dolly in 2008. We had the damage professionally repaired at the time... that is in italics because the guys who did the repair made a gawd-awful mess, and it just didn't look right. Joan has been wanting to do this for a long time, and it finally made it on "the list."
This is her project, I just carry ladders and provide support when requested. Mostly, I try to stay out from under foot. She has scraped the ceiling, cleaned up that mess, and replaced toilet "innards" in both bathrooms. All good. The prep work is next: filling imperfections, sanding, priming...
The only casualty so far: Joan was taking a ball-bungee off one of the ladders, it "popped" and hit her right in the mouth. Fat lip and blood. She is tough - she continued with her project. I would need to take a couple days off. We do have dentist appointments for tomorrow, and she called the dentist to reschedule... I heard her telling the person in the dentist's office, "I got hit in the mouth and it probably wouldn't be a good idea to get any work done with an open cut..." No mention of the bungee culprit. If it comes up in conversation, I will be sure to tell them "She belongs to Fight Club. And the first rule of Fight Club is: you don't talk about Fight Club." ;-)
What about the "Princess and the Pea"? Thanks for asking. This morning, little Izzy was sitting on the mountain of pillows on our bed...
These are not our "sleeping-on" pillows - these are the decorative pillows. There are 7 of them currently. On top of the pretty bedspread and our "sleeping-on" pillows. Iz certainly looked like a little princess perched on top of all that.
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