Monday afternoon, and I need to get out to the workshed. The morning got eaten by a shopping trip (again - and the sibling tagged along, just to make things more irritating).
I'm very disappointed in the Safeway Deli right now. What they had labeled as Baked Potato with Bacon soup... isn't. Too watery, underbaked potato, the "bacon" doesn't look or taste right... I think it's clam chowder or something, unless they really ruined the recipe. Inedible. Knew I should've gotten chicken strips instead...
Anyway, aside from shopping and a book review, I've accomplished nothing. Hopefully I'll get the body paint finished today on the ornaments, but I'm not holding my breath.
Away I drift. Hopefully trail mix doubles as lunch, 'cause the soup isn't happening. Yetch....
(ETA - I was right. It was clam chowder. Hope nobody with a seafood allergy tries to buy potato soup today... Also, Firefox updated itself after I specifically told it not to. It's messed up my bookmarks and everything, though so far my adblocker's still working. I may be switching to Chrome...)
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And it's Monday evening. Did some painting, made dinner (turkey taco and "tater rounds," which are like tater tots but flatter - except for Mom who just wanted a turkey burger), did some more painting, and came in when I reached a stopping point. Ergh, some of those lousy colors just hate covering... but I'm about done on Stage 1, Color 1 of painting. Tomorrow I start Stage 1, Color 2. (I've determined there must be a Stage 1, Color 3, but that's going to be the same on all of 'em, so my frequent breaks to clean out and swap brushes won't be an issue.) Then the first sealant. If I get all day to work (ha!), I should be done with Color 2, and possibly Color 3, tomorrow - then I do any necessary touch-ups and get the seal on Wednesday after work. In my head, I want to be done by mid-week next week, which is still cutting things closer than I'd like but it's what I got. Would go faster if people didn't keep dragging me out on shopping trips... if only they had a car and a license - oh, wait, they do. Grumble, mutter, snarl...
Should spitball a bit, even though I'm not feelin' wordy right now. Then pick a new book to read.