Welcome to a Tuesday that feels like a Monday. It was nice having the extra day off. Makes this week only a 3 1/2 day work week for me, since I only have to work a half day this coming Friday. I got the dining room painted. No pictures. It really doesn't look any different, LOL. I just painted it the same antique white I painted it 16 or however many years ago. What difference I could tell was that the walls were pretty dang dirty. Maybe being in proximity to the kitchen? Anyway, it does look much cleaner and fresher to my eyes, at least, and the couple of places at corners where my vacuum (most likely) chipped off drywall, got repaired and painted too.
I'm glad I had yesterday to recoup. Painting really does a number on my neck and back. I will say that the $3 little "edger" tool I bought to try was amazing. It made going along the window trims, the ceiling and floor SO MUCH quicker than using a brush. Best little thing ever!
DH and I kinda had a blow up last night over all the (thousands of dollars in) racing equipment we still have. Our shop/garage is literally stuffed to the rafters. There is no room for anything and barely any room to move inside. Add that to the fact that there will be no more racing with our son, obviously. He just keeps holding onto it all, because he can never part with anything, especially anything that has even an ounce of sentimentality with him. I am tired of him complaining about it all, but keeping it all. It's just a waste of our time, a waste of our space, and a waste of money to just sit there. He knows he'd basically just have to give the stuff away (compared to what it cost) and he'd just rather let it sit and rot (his words) than let someone else have it for practically nothing. So, I said, well then take it all to the dump! You'd have your space back and (apparently) the satisfaction of knowing no other piece of crap racer gets the stuff for practically free.
Anyhow, I really don't care what he does with it, but I'm tired of hearing him complain about it and not doing something with it all. I resigned myself years ago that that was money spent and never to be seen again. But it could also be a nice little chunk of change to help us move.