Thursday, February 18, 2016

Truth Is...

... it's been a month since my last confession post, and so as to not make this feel too much like sneaking into church late, I'm just going to jump right in. Mmmmkay.... shall we?

Truth is.... this was the temperature here on Sunday, Valentine's Day...

Nope.  -14 is not the windchill, it was the actual temperature at 6 am (as per our friend's weather station) and yes, that is a -31 degree windchill.  When I went out at 10 am it had warmed to a balmy -2 with a wind chill of flash-freeze-upon-contact.  Four days earlier I was out delivering mail in shorts and a t-shirt.  Two days earlier I was sliding all over the road in 8 inches of snow.  On Monday I was out delivering in a blizzard.  By Wednesday I was in jeans and a T-Shirt, with barely any evidence of snow piles left to show for it all.

Truth is... I think Mother Nature is drunk.

Truth is... I have been purging the cabinets.  It began simply with the bathroom cabinet.  I tossed all the expired medicines, moved on to my old cosmetics, nail polish, etc. A few days later I moved onto the kitchen cabinets. A full trash bag though ancient spices,  when the hell did I buy this? and why do I have 4 boxes of corn starch???, I realized I am a hoarder of baking good intentions. So many goodies, so little time....

Truth is... upon cleaning out the cabinet under the sink, I discovered we have had a visitor.  Likely seeking shelter from the extreme temps, he happened upon a baby bell cheese snack that had been tossed in the trash.

Truth is... there is now a perimeter of glue traps laid everywhere the cat can not get into.  I will not be calling an exterminator, this time.... it's personal.

Truth is... I had to prepare Youngest of the realities of glue traps.  The only way a mouse could survive a glue trap is to shave them off.  I then had to convince him that no one would respect a bald mouse army and that his plans of world domination would need to be carried out by other means. He is bummed, but understands.

Truth is... he's taking this much better than he did a few years ago when Mr. Chewey Cat caught the only other mouse we've ever had here due to a door being left open all night. He seriously wanted to nurse it back to health. It was a sad, sad day folks.

Truth is... the cat is fired.

Truth is... the roof finally went on the house!  About a month later we finished the installation of a sun tube in the bathroom. Here's the before picture of my tiny bathroom, about noon time on a bright sunny day...

And then with the sun tube, at 8am, on a cloudy day...
Crazy, right?  So far I'm loving it.  Even at night, it collects the light from a full moon and I can get up and pee without turning on the light! Awesome... 

Truth is... about two days later the bathroom fan died and I had to work around the newly installed sun tube to retro fit the new one. *sigh*

Truth is... I finally finished the valance for the bedroom.  I used up the last of some fabric I had from another project (to be posted later) and utilized some large grommets and voila! $22 later I had curtains.
The bedroom has been a giant work in progress... at some point I will reveal the gory details, but for now you can see the valance.  You're welcome.

Truth is.... Have you ever seen photos of people at paint night and there's always that one person who does something so completely different and you wonder if they were in the same class?  Apparently, when I turned my canvas the "wrong way" and painted clouds through my moon and wanted glitter for the snow, I became that person.


Truth is.... this could also explain why no one wants to go to next Wednesday's class with me.

Truth is... I'm also trying my hand at coloring to relax at night....

I have to use markers because I have trouble getting the color I want from pencils, with the whole hands going numb thing. I have paint markers and watercolor ones.  So far, I'm not hating it. But it is taxing my hands, so I have to limit it to two drawings per night.

Truth is... my appointment to assess the nerve damage in my hands is next Monday.

Truth is... I'm beyond sick of medical appointments.

Truth is... I've missed it here...

9 comments:

  1. Truth is... I thought your night scene rocked!

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  2. I love your painting. I'd go to paint night with you, but I'd probably paint myself--my body, I mean. And put gold glitter in my hair and wear my crown. In Maryland I opened the pantry door one morning to discover a nearly bald mouse attached to the glue trap and hair all over the place. I screamed my way up the stairs to my bedroom, where I shut the door and hid.

    Love,
    Janie

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  3. Truth is, I missed you; so I'm glad you updated. I like your painting; I thought it was very nicely done! I like the light tube too; so cool! Sorry about the ups and downs of weather; that is weather that causes people to get sick, hard with the adjustments up and down like that. Never tried those glue strips; hubby always set a trap and then took care of it when unwelcomed company arrived.

    Truth is, hope we see you sooner than a month the next time around :)

    betty

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  4. Ok, first off, you are an amazing painter. I can't paint that good in my dreams. Second, holy cold Batman! And third, I have been out of blogging for a while and it is so good to be back and to visit old friends' blogs. Good to be back!

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  5. Truth is...they don't want to go with you again because your painting was awesome!! I am coloring too with watercolor pencils. Loving it. You have been a busy lady.

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  6. Truth is..we ALL missed you!!

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  7. Yes, the truth is...you have been missed! I, for one, think your painting is beautiful!

    We had solar tubes in our condo and they are great. So great, that we are cautiously thinking of adding one here.

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  8. It is a sticky, humid day here in Newie temp is suppose to be 31°c at the moment I have my front and back sliding doors open to let the breeze though but still I am feeling sticky and yuck. I always pee during the night without the light in fact I am often in a zombie state when I pee during the night.

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  9. I don't know if the overcast sky ever clears up enough to see the moon here. But I love the solar tube just the same.
    Keep drawing and painting and coloring. It's good for you. And keep blogging. That's good for you, too.

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