Painting...

It is amazing how a coat of paint on the walls can freshen up a room. We spent the afternoon painting the flat, with Rich and JP. We didn't expect to get that finished today, which was amazing in itself. We managed to paint a bedroom, living room and the hall all in one afternoon. I must have looked like a woman possessed as I painted 2/3 of the bedroom and the lower 3/4 of the hall walls. Nipping in every so often to touch up any part of the walls that were a bit patchy and then moving on to the next bit. I must have gone for 3 or 4 hours straight without a break. I was loaded up on meds and caffeine so my asthma didn't kick off too much.

I got told off by Rich and JP because I was working so hard and tirelessly. It was a labor of love and it was enjoyable to get the place sorted. I am paying dearly for it now mind, my chest feels horrible and sore. I worked so hard but it felt so worth it. I may end up having an attack sooner or later, but I really want to get the work done before that happens.

The next bits are going to involve moving our things over to the new place, I will probably be there all day tomorrow, after of course getting the curtain track hooks so I can hang the bedroom curtains up. Leaving the YMCA has been so weird, but I don't feel as though I am going to miss it.

Our new place has a wonderful feel to it and there has already been moments of laughter and happiness. OK so it involved JP making the woman and sandwich jokes and I decided to chase him through the flat with a loaded brush... We bounced around for hours, and it felt as though the last 2 years never happened. The sadness, the anger, the regrets, they all melted away and left us with this amazing feeling, and it felt incredible. I felt incredible.

Loves
Wendy xx