Toad in the Hole
October 27, 2005
A Brief History
It's been an interesting week, I guess. Birthday aside, we've managed to call forth the first significant rain of the season -- though it wet the ground only about an inch down, it did make the doormat on the lower steps sprout little green leaves -- by deciding to paint the bedroom. We painted anyway, and it's a bit more of an ethereal turquoise that I'd hoped, but still a major improvement over the filthy former-white that's been there since before we moved in. We never did get a chance to clean the place while it was empty. It's just going to take days to dry, is all. And, as the century-old plaster (some of which appears to have applied by drunks having seizures, and using their tongues) soaked up the paint like a sponge, it'll probably take a second coat.
Talk about conditioned responses: something about the smell of latex paint carries a sense of clean renewal and optimism.
I could use a bit of optimism, as another interesting event of the week was losing the job I've held, if I'm counting right, longer than any other I've ever had. Not my only job, since I'm mostly a freelancer, but as things are unraveling it's one of very few remaining. I'm surprised how attached I was to it. Maybe I was waiting for it to pay off.Posted at October 27, 2005 06:46 AM