Painting the Laundry/Office, Blog Anniversary

 Once upon a time the room I painted this week was supposed  to be my Laundry/ Sewing room but it became the office. A wall was moved and tiny laundry of washing machine and sink, pushed back when the new kitchen went in, but the pine wood was only half painted so I finally got to it  this week. It wasn't easy either, climbing up and down an 8 foot ladder as it was not good for my knees, that at some time need replacing.

 The whole house is pine lined, or brick walls, very 80's and now very dark.

This wall was the hardest being so high.

The gaps between boards now have to have a piece of flat wood to cover, John's job.

 I could have done the ceiling,  as I could reach it, and would have been far easier than having to cut in to it, though I was a bit nervous hanging in the middle section without the comfort of the cupboards and walls. So decided my knees weren't going to take it again at this time anyway. It requires 3 coats of paint plus filling holes,  and  throbbing  knees at night a big clue. If you are wondering why we don't get in a painter, next door had her kitchen roof done twice the size of this laundry/office and probably 10 years ago now, cost $5000.00. So I plod along as best I can. 

My side of the room. The gap between cupboards and ceiling, had all empty boxes, in case we sold something on ebay, so I got rid of them all. Been there for years. 

Piece of wood for this wall painted and ready.

The room is much lighter and when we have paid for the caravan, will pick out some white blinds to finish everything off. It would be a nice room if Johns's clutter wasn't everywhere, but such as it has always been. At least while everything is off the floor for the moment I was able to wash it thoroughly. 

Johns side of the room, pretty typical. 

 Miss P came over yesterday and we emptied out some of the top cupboards and sorted it all out. Nice to have a young one climb the ladder. Master J helped Grandpa move the cut up fence palings, while John was cutting it up for the fire. As his twin Miss V came last time it was his turn, they both love their bribes, wages for working. Someone had pulled an old fence down as John was driving past so he went back with the trailer and filled it up.  

Very impressive wood stack I must say, thanks to John.

  I took the time to teach Miss P how to steam a pudding  in a cloth. One of those skills not taught anymore I would imagine. I chose my favorite recipe mum gave me called American Plum Pudding. Strange name as there is no plums but a couple of cups of dried fruit and so, so easy to make. Every Christmas I made it and filled it with money that I boiled and wrapped in alfoil then put in the cake. Surprising how a few children can still have pudding after a big Xmas lunch. Last year was the first time in 48 years that I didn't make it.

 Sent half home to mum for afternoon tea. Very delicious with a bit of cream. No eggs, so good for Miss G who is home from University, and sleeping off the tiredness from very late nights, on end of term projects, poor thing. I know how she feels been an exhausting week for me also, and in bed very early.

Very proud of my little apprentice, she is coming along well in her skills in cooking and gardening.

It has been a wet overcast week, but today the sun is out and the garden is very green and bountiful. I put some seeds to grow in the glass house, as it is time to start thinking what I will replace the broccoli and cabbages with, which are doing really well and pickable, but more about that next week. 

Wednesday 7th. is my birthday and this means the anniversary of this blog. 6 years have gone by, hard to believe I have kept it up so long. Not terribly popular, but it is great to look back on for me of all that I have accomplished over the years, and a reminder of planting times in the garden.

 A BIG, BIG thank you to those who do read it, it is basically why I keep going.

 It also usually means that our eldest daughter arrives for her annual holiday at a local resort, but she had to cancel as had a nasty cold and also Greater Sydney was in lockdown. Usually we celebrate together on the day, so I am disappointed at not seeing her again.

7th. year of blogging here we go.

Till Next Time.