The bad news is I have had literally no time to work on the staircase... shall I tell you for why? well, it's my blog, so I will.
We had family over visiting at the weekend. There's a limited amount of times you can say "Sorry we're varnishing the floor / painting the stairs / plastering the ceiling" before it really starts looking like you are a wanna-be hermit. But it is so lovely having peeps over and it reminds us why we are breaking our backs doing all this work.
Now, because our open-plan mega-room is the whole of the downstairs (livingroom + den + study + staircase + kitchen + diningroom) we can't just close a door and hide everything. Plus my 4YO niece was joining us, so all the tools and materials had to be cleared out of the mega-room. Still it gave us a good excuse to have a proper tidy up, wash the dust-sheets and run the hoover round.
Friday and Saturday were written off. But it is OK I could still get going with the stairs for at least a few hours on Sunday (before visiting my mother in the evening)
But that was before the injuries happened. I injure myself on the most random things, do read on.
In the process of shaving my legs - 'cause between the drilling and filling and hammer-wielding I occasionally like to pretend that I am just a teeny bit feminine. I managed to gouge off a chunk of my thumb... on the plastic cap of the shaving gel bottle... not on the razor I was holding in my other hand... that would have been too conventional for the likes of me.
The next morning while baking with Small, I managed to slice my finger open... on the glue from the top of a flour packet.
Oh, but it doesn't end there...
I woke up on Sunday morning with a badly twisted back which has just wiped me out since.
True to form I didn't pull my back muscles lifting anything heavy, lugging a wheelbarrow for 8 hours, twisting, bending, carrying or balancing up a ladder while plastering, painting or sanding (all of which I do on a fairly regular basis). I managed to pull a muscle in my back while sleeping.... I don't even know how that is possible.
So, I'm still nursing my injuries from a plastic cap, the flour bag and sleeping. (I'm nothing if not consistent)
To cheer me up I found our big old subway sign that will hang in the stairwell once we are all done. It has hung in every house I have called home, I'm really looking forward to hanging it again :)
I'm sitting out for a bit in the hope that I get better in a few more days. I'm spending my down-time pinning stuff, learning Spanish, teaching Small... and also watching The Muppets.
Hopefully I'll have more to update on next week. In the mean time check out how all the others are getting on (at varying speeds) with their staircases
Any tips on fixing a pulled upper-back muscle would be greatly received.