So, the game is over and we are now shut down. The people asking where's their stuff are usually the ones receiving it the very day they send the E-mail. So there is no real reason to respond or reassure them. It is all in the US postal service's hands now.
So, with running and cycling off the table, what else is there? I have thought about getting back into my book, but coming off the stocking season requires some adjustment time. So, instead, we have been touching up a few things around the place to try to make things appear more like a home and not a shack from the '50's
Yesterday, I painted the bathroom. Nothing to flashy, but the yellow paint from yester year has finally gotten to Cheryl and she was willing to spring for a $15 can of semi-gloss paint. I was in charge of the actually application, as I'm slightly taller than Cheryl and can supposedly reach the ceiling without an extension. Surprisingly, it went "ok" and I only made a slight mess that Cheryl was quick to point out. It's always nice to have someone around who can point out all of my flaws.
|Before 1950...with light on|
|After! With Cheryl's Approval!|
So, there it is. Allenbrite Studio employees trying to find their next goal in life..that does not have anything to do with running...until Cheryl gets better. Which...could take a while. We shall see.