Oct. 5th, 2025 11:54 pm
That Didn't Go As Planned: Title of my biography
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the_siobhanWeekend was less productive than hoped, or at least less productive at the specific things I wanted to finish. Daughter ended up only being able to come on Thursday and I got stuck in a meeting until late. There's always stuff for her to pick away at, but the This-Needs-More-Than-Two-Hands jobs only got a couple of hours of dedicated time.
That was enough time to take off the old light fixtures and find out that the new ones I bought fit perfectly into the short narrow spaces available. Unfortunately the base of the new lights is a couple of centimetres smaller than that of the old ones - and the original installation was done by cutting holes in the walls that were of a size just barely able to be covered by the old fixtures. So once again I am fixing holes in plaster because apparently this is my life now.
This is mostly annoying because I have to turn the power off to the room because I'm working around dangling wires. So I'm plastering & painting with one hand and holding my phone up for light with the other. Somewhere around here I know I have some flashlights that are small enough I can hold it in my mouth so I can use both hands - but you think I can find them?
Then I looked at the bathroom and decided it looked really patchy so I slapped another layer of paint on it. Looks much better. The only thing left to paint is the doors.
To Do List: Tomorrow I will follow up with the engineer (AGAIN), and hit the hardware store. (Maybe I'll see if they have one of those headlamp deals.)
I should also call an electrician to install the two exterior lights, one was missed completely and the second was set up with an interior box instead of an outdoor one. I might also call the guy who installed the storm door for the kitchen and see if he can get one on the basement door because I am tired of flies and mosquitos coming in every time I open the door. It's a weird size, but he might be able to special order something.
And then I have a cancer screen that's way overdue, and my doctor sent me the name of a therapist she recommends that I should follow up on, and I started cleaning out my closet this weekend so I can start going through the stacks of boxes out of the top floor and finding homes for things. (So far I found two big bags of Darrell's old clothing and a whole-ass guitar I didn't know about.)
That was enough time to take off the old light fixtures and find out that the new ones I bought fit perfectly into the short narrow spaces available. Unfortunately the base of the new lights is a couple of centimetres smaller than that of the old ones - and the original installation was done by cutting holes in the walls that were of a size just barely able to be covered by the old fixtures. So once again I am fixing holes in plaster because apparently this is my life now.
This is mostly annoying because I have to turn the power off to the room because I'm working around dangling wires. So I'm plastering & painting with one hand and holding my phone up for light with the other. Somewhere around here I know I have some flashlights that are small enough I can hold it in my mouth so I can use both hands - but you think I can find them?
Then I looked at the bathroom and decided it looked really patchy so I slapped another layer of paint on it. Looks much better. The only thing left to paint is the doors.
To Do List: Tomorrow I will follow up with the engineer (AGAIN), and hit the hardware store. (Maybe I'll see if they have one of those headlamp deals.)
I should also call an electrician to install the two exterior lights, one was missed completely and the second was set up with an interior box instead of an outdoor one. I might also call the guy who installed the storm door for the kitchen and see if he can get one on the basement door because I am tired of flies and mosquitos coming in every time I open the door. It's a weird size, but he might be able to special order something.
And then I have a cancer screen that's way overdue, and my doctor sent me the name of a therapist she recommends that I should follow up on, and I started cleaning out my closet this weekend so I can start going through the stacks of boxes out of the top floor and finding homes for things. (So far I found two big bags of Darrell's old clothing and a whole-ass guitar I didn't know about.)