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I have just finished what I can do on the library tonight.
And I am fit to be tied! There were a couple of different kinds of tape... and stickers... all over the walls, nails, an entire package of thumb tacks, cup hooks and more on the walls and the ceiling. In addition to the "murals" and all the writing in magic marker. (and some of the stuff she wrote is stuff I don't want to know about my daughter, my parents or anyone else I'm not actually sleeping with!)
To top it all off, the trim strip won't come off. The front came off... but the paper backing won't turn loose. I guess I'm going to have to sand it off. In all events, I can't jump right into painting, I have to repair the walls first... and when I went to check my spackling, it's all dried up, of course. So I can't do any more tonight.
This floors me because I keep expecting my girls to be more like me. When I was a teen, I hated the pink that my mother painted my room. So I put up posters to cover as much of it as I could. I also had things like an incredibly long gum paper chain, a patchwork leather cowboy hat and the old mailbox from our house hanging on the walls. And, since I couldn't afford stained glass, I painted the window. (Yellow Submarine and other pictures in the panes) But none of it damaged anything! The paint was even washable so the window could be cleaned with soap and water if/when the house was sold. (On an interesting side note, a gay couple bought the house... they liked the window so much that it is still there!)
In other news, it looks like I am going to be working in frozen foods more... they like the way I front stuff! This causes some conflict with the front-line supervisor who wants me up front where I'm scheduled. There just might be such a thing as being too good at your job! But in any event, I should take my shower at night and not go in with wet hair any more... just in case.
I had to reorder decanting supplies today... at lunch because they aren't open before I go to work or after I get off. A cell phone and a folder full of papers with my sack lunch and I managed it... although I am not happy about the increased prices. I understand them but that doesn't mean I have to like them and it does mean I'll have to go up a little bit on wandcaps.
And I am fit to be tied! There were a couple of different kinds of tape... and stickers... all over the walls, nails, an entire package of thumb tacks, cup hooks and more on the walls and the ceiling. In addition to the "murals" and all the writing in magic marker. (and some of the stuff she wrote is stuff I don't want to know about my daughter, my parents or anyone else I'm not actually sleeping with!)
To top it all off, the trim strip won't come off. The front came off... but the paper backing won't turn loose. I guess I'm going to have to sand it off. In all events, I can't jump right into painting, I have to repair the walls first... and when I went to check my spackling, it's all dried up, of course. So I can't do any more tonight.
This floors me because I keep expecting my girls to be more like me. When I was a teen, I hated the pink that my mother painted my room. So I put up posters to cover as much of it as I could. I also had things like an incredibly long gum paper chain, a patchwork leather cowboy hat and the old mailbox from our house hanging on the walls. And, since I couldn't afford stained glass, I painted the window. (Yellow Submarine and other pictures in the panes) But none of it damaged anything! The paint was even washable so the window could be cleaned with soap and water if/when the house was sold. (On an interesting side note, a gay couple bought the house... they liked the window so much that it is still there!)
In other news, it looks like I am going to be working in frozen foods more... they like the way I front stuff! This causes some conflict with the front-line supervisor who wants me up front where I'm scheduled. There just might be such a thing as being too good at your job! But in any event, I should take my shower at night and not go in with wet hair any more... just in case.
I had to reorder decanting supplies today... at lunch because they aren't open before I go to work or after I get off. A cell phone and a folder full of papers with my sack lunch and I managed it... although I am not happy about the increased prices. I understand them but that doesn't mean I have to like them and it does mean I'll have to go up a little bit on wandcaps.
