It's lovely sunny Saturday & my house looks like a bomb site, I have an ironing pile that resembles Mount Everest, a child that's done a whirlwind impression upstairs, dust you can write your name in (I live on a main road it has to be done every 2 days), an application form that needs filling in, job searches that need doing and what am I doing ...yep painting the inside of a flipping shed.
In my other thread 'pimp my shed' I wrote about my brother doing the piggy shed up, well my 7yr old daughter decided that it needed a girls touch inside, how could I refuse those big green eyes drool.
So the piggies are out in the runs and the first coat of the boys paint has gone on and I can do the second coat in an hour.
My brother told me not to do it as he thought it was a daft idea (starting to believe him :{) but my little un was adamant that it needed doing, he'll go mental when he comes down later
|).
My family think I'm mental and going through some kind of crisis with the piggies as my partners in crime lol.
In my other thread 'pimp my shed' I wrote about my brother doing the piggy shed up, well my 7yr old daughter decided that it needed a girls touch inside, how could I refuse those big green eyes drool.
So the piggies are out in the runs and the first coat of the boys paint has gone on and I can do the second coat in an hour.
My brother told me not to do it as he thought it was a daft idea (starting to believe him :{) but my little un was adamant that it needed doing, he'll go mental when he comes down later
My family think I'm mental and going through some kind of crisis with the piggies as my partners in crime lol.