Yesterday, I did some cleaning and organizing, and sure enough, in the process decided on what I wanted to do next.
I made a list of 3 things to work on and was about ready to begin working on them-- when Fee arrived with 2 gallons of paint, a drop cloth, and all of the other painting paraphernalia necessary.
He deposited it all in the room to be painted and told me I could get started. And left.Well, that settled that. My original plans were derailed, so after getting into my painting clothes, I got busy and got the molding painted and the first coat done by about 6:30 PM.
Fee came home, complimented me on how much I'd gotten done, fixed a delicious supper while I cleaned up, and told me that obviously we didn't need to hire painters for the rest of the house because I was that good! Huh?
What a warped sense of humor. But I am glad that this will mean that my new sewing room is getting closer . The room will have a little more natural light and the white will help reflect the light, which is all to the good because my eyes appreciate more light in general and my attitude responds to natural light.
During breaks yesterday, I read How the Brain Changes Itself; I've got about 15 places marked with page pointers and sticky notes already. Our brains are just fantastic and the idea of neuroplasticity, the fact that our brains can continue to change, grow, and become more efficient is so encouraging. While this is especially wonderful for victims of strokes, brain trauma, and for those with certain learning disabilities, it applies to all of us.
Above is my latest stack of books to be read. I'm also enjoying Jane Austen: A Life by Claire Tomalin and Yoga as Medicine.
Hmmph! Guess it is time to get started on the second coat of paint.