Monday, December 16, 2013

December


Uses for a wallpaper sample book:
uhhhh... wallpaper? Suddenly the kitchen is much more bearable, and it's only up with blu tak so, whatever. I like it.


It's amazing what you find in a skip. Like these bed ends. Exactly what I needed! I'm just not sure how to attach the wooden side rails that I found in the inorganics. Errrr, requires more thinking. And also a trailer or something, because I can get them in the hatchback, but I can't close the boot! Arrrgh.


Naughty little Trademe purchase. A sewing machine from the same era the house was built. I was given a modern sewing machine, but it's kind of yuck to use. The whole thing shakes across the table with a plastic rattle and buzz, and the foot pedal slides across the floor underfoot. I'm used to Mum's old knee lever Bernina, which is on it's last legs. This Singer does straight stitch, and that's it. It doesn't even do reverse. And it's a joy to use.


I went to a giant demolition yard, and found some brackets for the pink sink! They cost $20 freakin' dollars. My $1 sink is now a $21 sink.


My Mum has weak elbows from old work related injuries. This makes it hard for her to lift things like 2 litre milk bottles. At her place she uses a milk jug. At mine, we now use an old milk bottle. I put a standard milk bottle top on it by cutting away part of the inside spiral so it just pops on and off.


Finally got around to getting some paint on the gib behind the shower. Well, actually, Mum did it. That's her, just finishing up the bottom corner. Suddenly it's starting to look like a real bathroom. From a certain angle.



These guys finally made the move. So far they have made it two whole weeks without being stolen. Gatepost gargoyles. I've also re-plastered another section of the lounge walls. Now it's half done. It was three quarters done when it was suddenly decided that I should do the piles. Then all the walls cracked along the joins. Now I have to do them all again. On the up side, I am getting much better at plastering.

Nights in Pukemiro are still blissfully cool. It's much easier to sleep without Auckland's crazy humidity. And sleep is what I'm going to do now. ZZzzzzzzzz