It's a rubbish day today and I'm wasting it by looking round the Internet and blogging, alternatively I'm just chilling out.
It's raining (again) outside and it's generally too damp to do my main inside job of the moment which is painting stuff white so it looks like we've done more to the house than we have.
This (painting things white) is strange as for many years I have hated white paint. I like colours. White is cold and casts cold shadows but suddenly I find I quite like it. You don't have to match colour schemes, it looks clean, it's the cheapest colour to buy. Hurrah for white paint.
There could be a number of reasons for this change of heart
a) We can only afford white paint
b) I'm turning into my Dad ("what you want is nice white paintwork")
c) I've got a life
d) I'm a lazy cow
Or a little bit of all four except really I think it's my brother that's turning into my dad or at least I hope so.
I was going somewhere with all this I think I was going to explain how I no longer care that much about having a "perfect" house and buying all the stuff to go with it that will make my life complete. I am turning my back on the consumer society.
But I've got the attention span of a goldfish today probably all that internet browsing and anyway the shops will be open soon.
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If you are still bored you can participate in the Seven Random Garden Things About Me Meme. I tagged you, the rules are on my blog.
Maybe you're just in a really old house for the first time, and white suits it?
Adekun Thanks that was more fun than I thought it would be
HW maybe, it certainly goes with the beams and doesn't look like Ye Olde Pub which is what I feared
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