I'm back, y'all! My unexpected absence from blogging--and from working on my house--was because a few days after I finished the floors I had a really bad arthritis flare. I wish I could say I handled it well, that I was all stoic and inspirational like Helen Keller or something, but the truth is that every morning when I woke up in pain I said bad swears. A lot of bad swears. I'm used to having my knees snap-crackle-pop after I climb up and down a ladder all day, but this involved both ankles, my right knee, and my right hand. For three weeks. Y'all know I have no patience for this schidt. So I liberally dropped F-bombs, hobbled around my neighborhood, and didn't do much on the house. Thank God that's over.
This week was a whole lot better. The dining room is about 98% done.
Note that the china cabinet is missing. So are the register covers. That's the 2% that isn't done. (Oh, and the centerpiece there is a bouquet of peacock feathers, a birthday present from WTB a couple of years ago.)
I planted some flowers.
I accidentally threw away the plant tags before I blogged, so I don't know what the flowers are called.
I planted viola (what my mom calls Johnny-Jump-Ups) all along the front walkway, but they're still teeny and didn't photograph well.
And I hung up two strips of wallpaper in the front parlor....after I went out and bought a big piece of plastic to cover the nice floor with.
There's not much left to paper--just the long wall with that window and the "short" wall where the fireplace is. A good couple of days of work and I'll have it done. I might've gotten more paper up, but I was distracted by another project. I'll tell you about that tomorrow.
