I keep nodding off, which is what I usually do when I'm stressed out. A friend finally said, well, you're dealing with moving, both out and in, and your parent died, so why wouldn't you be stressed! So I'm going to just keep moving at my snail's pace, taking things out of my apartment, doing some work on the RV, and dealing with red tape on the estate front. I'm now trying to file my parent's income tax for last year. Yes, it's fun all round.
Got a small CA fix today, always a good thing. Went to dinner with friend last night. Will go play cards with friends on Sat. eve. Joe's ripping out some rotten wood to replace with new wood, which means I get to reprime that area. Sun. I'll begin the real painting (in color!). Seems like I'm always about to paint.
Two months till I leave town. Time pressure is building up. Aaarrrgh.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Killz Paint
Today I finished putting Killz oil-based primer everywhere inside the RV, including in my hair and on my glasses. I think I'm the world's sloppiest painter. It's imperative I work with the brush or roller in one hand and a wipe rage in the other. It took a full gallon of Killz to do it all, and I now have muscle aches in odd places. And then there's the cleanup. If you're a sloppy painter, your brushes are covered in paint at the end, as are your clothes.
I did the TSP two days ago and forgot to wear gloves so I came out with blisters and redness all over my hands.
Tomorrow I start putting on the real paint, in a color (summer sage), so I'm going to have to slow down and be careful because I really do want it to look nice.
The older I get the more I believe in the old saying, "good enough for government work."
I did the TSP two days ago and forgot to wear gloves so I came out with blisters and redness all over my hands.
Tomorrow I start putting on the real paint, in a color (summer sage), so I'm going to have to slow down and be careful because I really do want it to look nice.
The older I get the more I believe in the old saying, "good enough for government work."
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Working But Not
Not having a job is weird. This is the first time since 1987 I've been jobless. There's no structure to my days so I have to be my own disciplinarian. If I don't, the RV isn't going to get done. Some progress has been made. Joe is figuring out the old electrical system and wiring. I caulked nine million holes in the cab floor (slight hyperbole). I've put down the underlayment on the cab floor and overlaid it with rubber matting, so we can reinstall the driver seat.. A new regulator and hose fitting has been purchased for the propane tank and Joe will install them this weekend. I'll begin making the box for the passenger side of the cab -- this will be storage for heavy things, probably tools etc. It'll also provide an armrest and drink place and desktop.
Next is the TSP, Killz, and paint the interior. Then make and install the cabinets, using "hardware cloth" as door insets. This is actually gridded wire, so why it's called cloth is unknown.
Still discussing the option of generator versus inverter.
And the matter of my mother's estate rolls on. I sure hope it's all finished before I hit the road.
I had a nice flirtation going with a younger man but, sadly, it's fizzled out. Ah well.
Next is the TSP, Killz, and paint the interior. Then make and install the cabinets, using "hardware cloth" as door insets. This is actually gridded wire, so why it's called cloth is unknown.
Still discussing the option of generator versus inverter.
And the matter of my mother's estate rolls on. I sure hope it's all finished before I hit the road.
I had a nice flirtation going with a younger man but, sadly, it's fizzled out. Ah well.
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