Waiting, waiting for the painting to be done.
Reno Rob would pop in and I'd get all excited, but it would turn out that he was just there to say he'd be there, really there, the next day. Or the day after.
By bits and pieces he did the painting he figured needed to be done before filling in the blanks on the walls of the living room, bedroom, bathroom and, finally, great god almighty, at last the hall. What he figured to be needed first was painting all the damned doors. I thought they'd come painted - looked white to me. But he said that's just some base coat - they're not really finished. So, humming and talking to himself, he did all the doors and the surrounding trim and the new baseboards, not just once but twice. Now they're really really white. Dazzlingly almost painfully white.
Bedroom closet doors, doors to laundry nook, doors to small-storage/large closet (formerly the bathroom), and door of new bathroom.
(Mercifully he didn't paint the inside of the folding doors, which no one ever sees, and which by me look white anyway.)
Then he was ready to finish the walls.
Oops - he realized he'd forgotten the trim around the door to Laura's side of the duplex. Owell - he'd do that at the same time as he came back to do some trim in her place...
So he got to work - and, TA-DAH!
...finished the walls.
Now I can put back things in the other rooms and finally, finally get the hall all set up...
P.S. - It's a couple of days later and I haven't actually done SFA. But soon...