Jobs to be done

My day started with an early alarm clock ringing in my ear. I turned it off and rolled over. A while later I thought.....should I be somewhere?!
Yes I had to be at the dentist for 9am. I have been with him for longer than I care to mention, mainly because he is very good with me and my 'special needs'. I hate injections. I had to endure bubblegum flavoured paste whilst nearly snapping my own fingers off with tension and stress before he could get the injection done. I then had a rather large dent in my purse but it is done now so mustn't grumble.
I managed to rope my sister into helping me start decorating the lounge hence the painting equipment. I find it totally boring and spend my time wondering how decorators do it all day, every day - hats off to you!! I pray I won't need to do a second coat only to realise of course it will need a second coat. ? Then all the other little jobs get added on like cleaning here and finding a home for that and getting the vac out. I have decided to come to a stop and have a cuppa and finish my maltesers. Apologises to my dentist but it has been a day of boring house jobs even though the end result will be worth it. Again, mustn't grumble as I will get there in the end.