Sawdust in silly places.

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Yay for doingness. I finished my today list! Kitchen is reclaimed. Bathroom trim all pale cream now, lovely. I find it restful to the eye. New lockable window winders installed. One rather bodgily but functional. During this bodgy installation I had an amusing moment- needed to drill holes over my head- needed position was perfect for all the sawdust generated to fall straight into my cleavage. Not comfortable but pretty funny.

Still plenty more painting and suchlike to do but no more today. I sit here with tired arms trying to decide whether I like red wind spritzers.

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Ooh - ever since puberty I have had a slightly poetic term for the particles of sawdust, tinsel, paint flakes, hay, leaves, fur or whatever else sprinkles onto the floor when my bra comes off after a day's work: "Magical, magical bra-dust". Kind of like stardust, only funnier.