Dead tired

Finally the paint goes
on the wall

An unbelievably busy day. Can't believe how I managed it despite the constant pain. There was the stress to get two rooms in the library painted in one day. Sounds simple enough except I have an arab painter who promised to come at 8am but arrived at 10.30am. Then  disappeared for an hour before returning to work at 11.30am after I called him 3 times to threaten. Knowing he can't finish the job because it was already midday, I started helping out in the painting. We finished the 2 rooms at 6pm. No lunch, no toilet breaks. I guess the painter felt guilty so he never complained but worked right through.

By the way, all the painting and plastering the last week .... destroyed all 3 of my bermudas. Sorry to you guys who donated them but paint and plaster respect nothing; not even bermudas. Promise I'll take better care of the future ones you'll be sending me .... right?

So I'm off to rest now. Need it. Otherwise my spleen will rupture, if it hadn't already ... so warned my doc.