...I sit here at my keyboard with almost nothing on my mind. That is a good thing for a change; nothing on one's mind equals very little stress. So what is there about which to write. Nothing of importance.
I spackled my son's future room last night, and when I went to check it today I saw it needed more spackling because the spackle had shrunken in the deeper cracks. My son got a taste of sanding, and plastering today, and if it dries enough by tonight he will help with more sanding and maybe a coat of primer sealer. I can only hope that no spots need a third layer of spackling, I hate that part of painting. As it is now the upstairs is already messy with white powder, and it promises to get worse after another bout of sanding tonight. Even with the bedroom door closed that fine powder gets everywhere. No big deal though, that is why they make vacuum cleaners, and why I have kids (LOL).
If I am lucky, and if I stick with this, his new room will be fully painted by Wednesday, and then I can leave for my hunting trip on Wednesday night or in the wee hours of Thursday morning. I am looking forward to a few days of turkey hunting, followed by one day of deer hunting on the opening day of rifle season for deer on Saturday. I have to be back on Sunday, then may go again early next week. Thanksgiving night, Brendan and I will both go for a couple of days together. That will be fun, even if we do not bag a deer.
Well time to check on the spackle to see if it has dried enough for sanding. Later for all of you.
All the best,
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