It will start to heat up here in the desert over the next couple of months, which means it's time to spruce up the house lest I go mad. I'm not much of an outdoorswoman, but I'm "twelve", so the mere knowledge that I shouldn't be out in blistering temperatures assures that I will most certainly want to. I'm trying to stave off the angst by making my space amenable to the restless, eccentric in me, of course that means paint, and stuff.
Yesterday we hit up Ikea for textiles and other fun to look at but a bitch to assemble sundries, and today it's off to Bevmo! and the backyard I go. (The Favorite Guy is more of an investor than a contractor) Yep...Wishes I had overalls and straw to chew as I say this: so, that's where I'll be, in the yard with power tools, wood stain, paint, beer, and my 5ivePod. Pics and expletives forthcoming.