... have creaking aching joints when they get home.
We have been decorating my parent's place while they take a few days break. It's been a while since I did any physical labour, so to speak, and oh my do I feel it this evening. But it felt good to be working in a non-toxic workplace even if my poppet does get to be boss!
I was on door painting duty while foreman Ray did the real work. Well, he's the professional, when I paint it tends to be a bit more haphazard and multi-coloured.
While I slopped paint on the doors I was planning how to paint the nursery that never got painted for George. Clouds, green grass, trees...
Grabbing kisses in between reloading rollers was fun, let's do it again tomorrow.