Feet up.

Its been quite a stressful day.

The garden is waterlogged making working on the studio hard. Mr W is very grumpy about it.

The inside of the studio needs painting. Mr W thought it would be easier with his spray gun. I was a bit wary so asked him to practice in the lower back wall that would be covered in units but he said it would be fine.

I watched on as clouds of paint came wafting out the door and splattered all over the floor. And all over the windows. And the seals. And the walls.

I asked how it was going and he said it was using alot of paint..... no s**t Sherlock. Most of it was all over the floor. And dropping off the roof beam so I insisted he stopped.... silently fuming. It was paint that had to have its 2nd coat before 8 hours and was running out of time to make good the mess and get the 2nd coat on before it turned waxy.

But it amazing how hard one works when one has the hump!!!

But I did it. And was knackered come the evening so nothing better than to put your feet up and rest with your dog.