its just plain God dammed cold. was 8 when I went to work this morning. but then tomorrow's 'posta be in the mid-40's. we had a day or two like that last week; a nice warm/sunny day to break-up this overly-long extreme cold snap. (snap? shit, snaps dont last a month...)

the water's froze four or five times. aint no thing, tho, cuz I run a space heater in the basement to warm the floors (and what a great job it does) so in the mornings I just flick a switch and presto--got water again.

the kitchen ceiling looks like a million bucks. I got the vaulted look I wanted. I dont think Ive said anything here about my work in this house lately--did/doing the kitchen ceiling and got a good start on the bathroom.

so Ill 'splain.

kitchen: painted the walls [off-white] and trim [a beautiful mid-dark blue]; rebuilt some cabinetry and on the rest refinished what needed refinishing; and lastly is the ongoing ceiling. I dropped it and over the table I built a recess up into the ceiling and set the fan up in it. got accent lights around and oak and a fancy brass fan/light deal and personally, I think it looks like a fucking champ. those who've seen it agree.

bathroom: blowing out a wall and adding a 10 foot long 4 foot deep addition. so far I've gutted it as much as I can and still be able to brush my toofers and shit and shower. I rebuilt the area over the shower and added a light. I love a light over the shower--I can 'warsh' those hard to see places so much more easily. I gotta move the shitter over a foot because its too close to the shower ingress.

I gotta buy a 36 inch vanity and drywall and the gridwork for the ceiling, but mostly I have everything else I'll need.

so today,. after I read a bit of koontz' your heart belongs to me and fall asleep for maybe a half hour, gonna get going in the bath. I need to keep cleaning the wall I tore away. I got the bathroom side stripped, but I wanna sweep every speck of that black sooty dirt before I open the bedroom side. I got most of it--been hitting it with a broom and shopvac and mop and brushes and whatever I can find, but theres always more...always. pisses me off, it does...
k...fuck journaling and the internet...gotta rest my bones a dab (after working at my sis' flowershop all morning--tearing out a wall of all things. I cant get away from walls) and then work 'round here a bit...good idea, eh?

someone send me a pizza....................