I got the power ... uh, uh, uh-uh, I got the power!

Yeah, I do, and I'm moving! I've had a nice burst of energy and I'm actually making progress! WOW!!

Boy, is it time for a rest, or what? I feel like I've actually done something for a change! I spent parts of the last 3 days doing all those little annoying tasks that one must do before one can do the task itself. Is that foreplay? I suppose for some guys it would be.

I removed some cabinets from the walls of a bathroom that should not have been there in the first place and made the room look even smaller than it is. This was in the process of readying the walls for painting. Unfortunately then I was looking at the heads of toggles. Obviously those must come out. I tried one recommended method of removal that would cause the least damage. This entailed using tin snips to cut off the head, the part on my side of the wallboard, then pushing the remainder into the space behind the hole. Well, they were so well applied that I could loosen only two of them enough to use this method. The rest of them had to be pushed thru the wall, using a screwdriver and hammer, while trying to avoid cracking the surrounding wallboard. This went pretty well, no major damage; however, when I was finished, stood back and looked at the walls, I had 14 holes as large or larger than a dime to fill.

There, again, I tried several ways to fill the holes and none worked. They were just too big. I finally made up my own solution and it worked! Unorthodox, but I'm not complaining. After the holes were filled, I had to let the spackle dry, then sand it, then reapply in a couple areas, let it dry and sand again. There are several other miscellaneous tasks that were done to prepare for the painting, but I won't go into a recitation of those things. Let's just say there were a lot.

Finally today, I got the primer coat on! Hurray! I taped off the tile and wood work and got my groove on!!

Now I'm tired! I'm also happy to know that tomorrow I will be able to put on the first coat of paint, a decidedly final step in this room. You can't see it, but my feet are dancing happily at that!

On a lighter note, I received some computer software in the mail today. It is for learning Spanish. I'm hoping to be able to take a course in the next year as well. I'm trying to be familiar enough that next summer I will be able to accompany my daughter-in-law and granddaughter on their trip to Mexico. DIL wants Kylee to know her Mexican side of the family, so they will be spending a month or 6 weeks there each summer. She is from Oaxaca in Southern Mexico where the climate is mild tropical, and I am very eager to experience this, while meeting more of her family. I will probably plan to stay about 2 weeks. And I want to be able to communicate rather than relying on interpreters. It's the polite thing, at the very least. I took French in HS. Now ... who the hell speaks French in the US? I blame it on the decision making powers of a 15 year old who was trying to make a statement, stand out, be a rebel ... but in quiet and respectable way!

Finally, just a note that during the last few days, I seem to be coming out of my funk to a degree. I know that the grief will come and go. I know I'm not "home free." But I'm beginning to feel alive again. I'm feeling more feisty and my energy level is certainly better, as evidenced by my effort of renewing the bathroom. Please remember me when you talk with your Higher Power. Ask that I might find strength to continue to make progress on refurbishing this house and make it ready to be a home again to another family. I'm sooo ready to move on!