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mlerulesLandlord just called...the painters are here and will be scratching about and standing on ladders all around my place and wielding power sanders as they prep and paint the peeling paint and make it look better after the termite-folks drilled and spackled holes outside everywhere...and so they are...so much for sleeping in this morning...wah...the kitties aren't v. happy...neither truth be told am I.
EDIT: Just as I'd started to drift back off to sleep, entering that delightfully fuzzy twilight zone where I like to hold myself just before I sink deeply into the ether: THE BLAST OF POWER-TOOLS BEGAN NOT TWO FEET FROM MY HEAD (bed's right under the window). That plus low blood sugar drove me out. Now I'm back and about to sink into a food coma. Please please please let the prep be done and the remainder just priming and painting, nice (relatively) quiet activities.
EDIT: Just as I'd started to drift back off to sleep, entering that delightfully fuzzy twilight zone where I like to hold myself just before I sink deeply into the ether: THE BLAST OF POWER-TOOLS BEGAN NOT TWO FEET FROM MY HEAD (bed's right under the window). That plus low blood sugar drove me out. Now I'm back and about to sink into a food coma. Please please please let the prep be done and the remainder just priming and painting, nice (relatively) quiet activities.
