Skinning The Man
I spent about an hour and fifteen minutes scraping the master bedroom ceiling last night. I made a lot more progress than Tuesday night. I think the higher productivity can be attributed to my musical selection. Tuesday night I listened to morose, angry Germans (Die Toten Hosen). While they have some up beat, angry songs (“Die Zehn Gebote” and “Bonnie und Clyde”), a lot of it is just depressing, lonely, angst-driven stuff (“Luegen”). Last night I listened to fast, angry, irreverent punk. It makes you take that scraper to the paint like you’re skinning The Man.
The real question is whether we can stay on schedule. At a bare minimum, we need the ceiling to be scraped & painted by the end of this weekend. If we could finish striping the wallpaper too that would help a lot. Then, we can start mudding & painting after work during next week. Then, if lucky, we can sand the master bedroom floor that weekend and start staining & sealing it.
All we can do is work like hell, prepare for the worst, and hope for the best. If anyone out there is bored this weekend, let me know. I have another room that needs to be washed with TSP and painted.
The real question is whether we can stay on schedule. At a bare minimum, we need the ceiling to be scraped & painted by the end of this weekend. If we could finish striping the wallpaper too that would help a lot. Then, we can start mudding & painting after work during next week. Then, if lucky, we can sand the master bedroom floor that weekend and start staining & sealing it.
All we can do is work like hell, prepare for the worst, and hope for the best. If anyone out there is bored this weekend, let me know. I have another room that needs to be washed with TSP and painted.
4 Comments:
aaron and i find gangsta rap to be equally encouraging... although the cd player broke and then the fm antenna, so now we're stuck with whatever the radio in the basement can pickup without an antenna... sometimes it's air traffic control for the local airport.
I know exactly what you mean.
Our CD player has died so I'm left with a mind-numbing selection of radio stations and whatever I have on tape from high school & college. Otherwise, I probably would have been listening to my new copy of Rage Against the Machine's self-titled album.
Once we move in, I'll have a real stereo! I can hardly wait.
Rob and I like listening to the Dead Kennedys while working around the house. ;)
Excellent choice, wish all of mine weren't on CD.
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