migraine be damned

i painted the garage today. these are my injuries. this image will surely disturb even the steeliest of tummies... but worry not the pain is all part of the process. in truth i hold my roller a little to tightly. the blister on my toe however is not from my roller. that would be ackward. i was wearing sandals as it is very warm here and i couldn't keep my tennies on because they got wet from earlier when i cleaned up the yard, freed the compost from it's winterly confines and washed out the composty buckets. my nose bled when i was fixing up the compost. i had no idea it was bleeding because it was so humid and i had a hankie over my nose (stinky compost) and the blood sort of coagulated in my nose and on the hankie. only when i removed the hankie did i know...

this is the grossest blog.

the garage looks great, though i have to say i am on the fence about the color. mostly due to me thinking it was darker. i don't want a fluffy blue garage and house. i want to be taken seriously. my teal zeal was much darker on the sample and even on the little blob atop the can. i am not including a picture because the camera makes it look even lighter than it is which is already lighter than i thought. perhaps it will get darker by tomorrow. or perhaps i am an idiot because i didn't think about how much light would be on the house, making it look lighter.

and all of this in the midst of a migraine. so i said be damned! i have no desire to lay around all day when there are things to be done. at times i did feel as though i might pass out but i took little cold water breaks and soaked my head several times. mr. max was good all day. probably because he had no way to be bad since i kept him tied up in the yard while i was working. i can't keep an eye on that silly dog it's too much. i wouldn't get anything done!

now it's evening and i am resting.

even though i have done none of my scheduled duties today i feel quite satisfied. tomorrow i will get up early and finish painting the garage (just the way way high up parts to do). then i can get back to my real work. bass, pins, writing for money (ha what a joke).

constant goal that is rarely attained: no longer minding that some things are just not to be controlled. and if i do mind, learn to make it float away into the air.