Sunday, July 15, 2007

fingers grip....

I've been shut up in the spare room tonight, doing what I started a few nights ago..... the wallpaper is moving.

With it a past - one of golds and greens on cream. Swirls of the 60's are being moved along with the stories that they could whisper to me.
So the pattern was painted over in that bright blue a few years ago now, the time has come for something new in the room!

People had warned me that I would never enjoy this job. That it would take ages, and I still have the plastering to look forward to yet. (Eick!)
There is some bizarre sense of satisfaction that comes from tearing each small strip that I can convince to let go of it's piece of jib.
The walls are starting to show the nakedness of white, and with it comes an anticipation of newness.

One of excitement.

One of promise.

This process is about so much more than making improvements to an old house.

It's the beginning of something new in me.

meanwhile..... my fingers are sore, and nails are gone.

Ah, the joys!

Kia kaha.


mreddie said...

Most improvements seem to require some soreness of one kind or another - in the physical or even the spiritual but both are well worth it. ec

Using up the words.... said...

hehe.... quite right, Mr Ed. I am enjoying the process, though at times - you can find me grrrrrr at glue which grips too tightly. :)

I can't wait to see the walls taking on a new life though.

Jayleigh said...

Ah CJ!!!! You are so amazing and industrious! **hugs**