My brother, at his work

I thought this was a terrific photo.

( It's of my brother, at his work. )

An evening off

I'm giving myself the evening off for good behavior. Well, for cleaning.

There comes a point in every house project where tools and substances normally hidden away create such a mess being out all over the house that nothing else can safely happen. I'm way past that point.

I have a peanut-butter jar full of peanut butter, and not far from it in the kitchen, an identical peanut butter jar full of peanut-butter colored paint. And I'm tired. I foresee a paint-and-honey sandwich in my very near future.

Sigh. I really wanted this thing to be done by yesterday, but I ran out of steam.

So, podfic to go and back into the grubby clothes for some inspiration-renewing tidying up. And hazard abatement.