Ah! The BTOR!

[darkemeralds]

The Bathtub of Resuscitation has come to my aid once more.

After a day of high-90s temps, during which I primed woodwork, chiseled concrete, scrubbed completely ineffective stripper off of whatever paint-like substance is coating the foundation wall in the mudroom, and generally knocked myself out, I had a long, cool soak in the BTOR, while watching an episode of Doctor Who.

Then I had a strawberry teff pancake, and now I'm going to bed. Tomorrow: more stripper of a nastier variety, a wee bit of concrete pouring, and paint!

Comments

[lamentables]

Well that sounds like no fun at all. Apart from the BToR, of course :)

[lamentables]

And the pancake! I'm not a pancake-hater.

[darkemeralds]

It lacked in any absolute fun, though I was listening to a Georgette Heyer novel as I worked, and that lightened the load a bit. Today I get to make concrete! I like concrete.

And the pancake was rather nice, though it's possible that I got a bit carried away with the whipped cream.

[branchandroot]

*cheers for you from the sidelines*

[darkemeralds]

Heh. I read that as "*cries for you from the sidelines*" at first glance.

The temperature has not yet quite reached 70F, so I'm going great guns this morning. I even climbed a ladder a couple of times.

[bluemeridian]

*is impressed* Also, I do believe that bathroom could make a lot of things better.

[darkemeralds]

It really does. It makes the rest of my house, however, really, really shabby! It's a classic case of overkill, but I did it during the refinance boom, and frankly I don't regret it. Especially on the hottest and coldest evenings of the year, when the BTOR, which I very rarely fill during most of the year, becomes the prop of my existence.