Decorating, writing, and sworn virgins

I pushed on with the decorating this afternoon. The bathroom now has only one blue wall, and some holes that need filling and painting. So, out of the six rooms in the house, I have now painted three of them. That doesn't include the downstairs hall, which I've also painted. The stairwell is next, but that's a different magnitude because it needs the wallpaper stripping off and then it has to be repapered, including the ceiling. That's right, sounds like a nightmare!

Ion, I have carried on writing every day this week, which is making me happy. I've created a routine, so that I have time to do it after work, which at the moment means I spend an hour or two anywhere between 4pm to 7pm. We also mostly sorted out the breakfast room (it is really a dining room/library but the mr named it the breakfast room and it stuck), and it's a really pleasant and peaceful room to write it.

The Sworn Virgins of Albania

Sunday

It's cold and I'm tired. Today's decorating included a lot of painting over mysterious stains, stripping wallpaper and then reapplying new wallpaper. It all looks really good but now I feel like I did too much. Mr Lux did emergency cementing when a massive chunk of plaster fell off the wall, followed by half a brick! Then he did some emergency plumbing on a leak in the shower pump. By that point it was 6 o clock so we gave in and tidied up.

We didn't even have the emotional fibre to organise poached eggs on toast for tea, so we got chips. With fishcakes! They tasted exactly the same as the chip shop fishcakes I used to eat three decades ago. Maybe they are the same ones.

Now I'm half watching Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. I can't hear John Hurt these days without thinking that Kilgarrah is emoting at Merlin. Although in TTSS he really sounds like a cross between Kilgarrah and Quentin Crisp. We were going to watch the first of season two of Homeland, but I can't brain that much at the moment.