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2022-12-20 - 5:26 p.m. Every once is a while I hit a point of not being exactly sure what to do next. YEAH That was where I was at this afternoon after I came home from work, delivered some cards I wrote on behalf of the church mission committee ( we basically collect money from congreation to support folks at Christmas- gift cards go to the abused women's shelter. They raised $1200 in gift cards donated there. THIS is a reason I chose this church- because they actively volunteer in the community in meaningful ways. Sure it is kinda like the same thing my old Fortune 100 companies did- in the sense they organized service projects that are short term, annual things and the volunteers are always so proud of themselves. I mean that kinda stuff is great but it is not the same as sustained ongoing involvement in community. I want to be engaged where I live. And its not about converting people to Jesus. I mean not quite Jesus freaks BUT there is that element that want folks to know what faith means in the lives who have that gift of faith. SO... what was I saying here and why:? OH yeah procrastinated I guess as I don't like my plan too much. Have to do it anyway. I have to go buy a Knife for the putty that you put on ceilings. What's it called... the goopy stuff... not dry wall comound paste? NO some specific work and I have brain fog as I made a mistake when overwealmed and COVERED with dry wall dust after sanding of eating a couple choclate covered cherries. OK three of them to be exact. Two too many... or maybe three too many AS that sugar kick surely kicked in and makes me tired. FUCK I fucked up that friendship by entering relationship with him romantically again. I mean he was my FRIEND for years and that was so nice! I should have left it at that- getting mad when he pushed boundaries again- help my ground and duked it out and had the fight and then gotten over it and continued to be friends and then we BOTH would have ENJOYED that comradarie as I HIRED HIM to help me fix my ceiling. He does nice work. I never wanted him to do any work on my house unless I paid him. The one exception is when we were involved and he did come over and fixed the clogged kitchen sink/food grinder issue. (Easter last April?) SIGH As I am covered with drywall dust and trying to figure out what the hell doing- I pulled out my phone and sat upstairs in my bathroom ( I don't want the dust EVERYWHERE so til I shower trying to stay only on the plastic where doing work- shook out OUTSIDE and tried to get off what would fall off, but am avoiding And my bathroom. Figure that makes sense to sit in here- as I will take off these dusty clothes from sanding and shower once done with this afternoon project. I THOUGHT I would just sand and paint today. It looks like absolute shit. I applied far too much mud Now even shitty fill in the walls is not that hard to fix when sanding.... BUT This is a different substance. NOT that fill stuff... the words are failing me just now. Whatever.. See this is the late afternoon brain drain. I am sharp in the AM EAT SUGAR and I swear gluscose resistance kicks in and I am foggy and slow thinking and it is disappointing that three chocolate candies kicked that in for me. Driking an immune blend of berry juice now. It is hopefully not that sweet but packed with zinc and Vit C and riboflavins good for circulation ( if that is the stuff in blueberroes). I would LOVE A nap. I intended to do work on a contract today. I have one sent to me yesterday said will look at and wanted to just knock off the ceiling first! Figured it was a QUICK one hr job. PROCRASTINATING. Sometimes a guy just needs a little help from a gal... I was too busy and focused to actually be fucking around at all. Let him know that but did text a couple back and forth then back to trying to figure out what I can do. A you tube showed using a CHISEL to take off excess mud. AH HA!! YES Chisel and more sanding. Looks better. I feel like I have no choice but to go get a wider knife and this time CAREFULLY Apply the mud- I know one thing for sure- the substance I used, not spackle but dry wall mud.. DAMN juice was likely a bad idea. That is MORE sugar. It is making me crash... I have to just go get the knife, thin the stuff and try again to get a much smoother surface. Then paint tomorrow. Such if life. So sad as I had touched up the ceiling maybe a year ago myself and did a REALLY nice job and was so proud of it. ( After hiring Art perhaps three years ago now? -to fix the kinda OK but not great job the prior guy I hired had done. I had then done it myself once too. Art cleaned it up over couple of days with a few steps. Oh well... I work at 7AM tomorrow. I so hope at least decent and not super crappy. It was unexpectedly far worse than I thought possible AFTER sanding!! EEEK!! � � ![]() |