Sunday, November 04, 2012
For the last week I have been painting my room here. First I had to empty all four six foot bookcases (six shelves each) which involved a lot of moving good stuff to the attic, throwing away a lot, and contributing to the Sherriff's Ranch thrift store. I also stored a lot of bottled water in the big bedroom closet, then closed up the 8 foot table I was using in place of a desk. I worked the four bookcases over to the big bedroom and emptied the last bookcase into one of the first three I had moved. I decided to leave the telephone and internet modems and the router connected so we would still have internet and telephone while I worked, so I put them in a cardboard box, with three lines to the wall - one power cord, one telephone cord, and one internet/TV cable.
Then I got all the pictures down, removed all the hardware (switch plate and outlet covers, door stop, picture hangers, etc.), spackled all the holes, and painted the walls and the ceiling one day and the corners the next. Then I started putting things back. That has been a big effort, because I have been screening everything I put back, and I nearly filled a large recycling toter with the output of a cross-cut shredder. We also went to IKEA in Tampa, where I got two cabinets and a table top that make a nice looking desk. There are no hanging file drawers and no lap drawer, but the 10 drawers of the cabinets do provide a lot of unused storage space.
So now I have everything back, including one bookcase, and the room seems a lot bigger. It looks nicer too. At this point I have painted two bathrooms, three bedrooms, and the hallway. The BW has agreed that I don't need to do the front of the house until January, but I do need to clean the carpets because Annie and Jerzy are coming from Yakima, and Looie and Julia are coming from Milwaukee for Christmas. Annie and Jerzy are showing up the 14th of December for a three week visit again but Louie and Julia won't stay as long.
While I was moving stuff I found a paper copy of a few days when we were staying in Desert Hot Springs, so I think I will copy that in sections for a blog. It beats the boring stuff we do around here. I had two biopsies and will have to have another Mohs surgery on my right ear, which will make six now. After a certain age you seem to start sprouting basal cell cancers like weeds, and if you ignore them long enough they can actually kill you. Dick Jones was deaf and blind, and 94, and when the doctors explained what they were going to do to him, he passed. He wouldn't have had much of a face left, so he let it ride another few weeks to the end. And it was basal cell that finally killed him.