Monday, November 17, 2008

in a painter's mood

I'm working hard, my flat is a big mess (I'm having my flat painted).
I'm so tired I could sleep for weeks. But, hey, no: a wardrabe is waiting to be cleaned, my dog needs a bath, and I need a break.
Who said that living on your own was easy? Come on, that person never had a painter on his/her head!

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