... before and after pics, but um... yeah, I haven't gotten around to downloading them yet, slacker* that I am. I even made sure everything was neat and tidy before taking the pics. But c'mon, how interesting can pics of yellow and green rooms be? Unless you're living in them of course. And the colour is growing on you. Honestly, I'm liking it more and more, everything looks so light! But guess what???? Excitement and awe grip me in any case! Because!
SPRING HAS SPRUNG IN MONTREAL!!
We even have leaves sprouting in the trees. Leaves people!! Those green things that rustle in the wind? We're starting to get them!
It still hovers close to freezing in the mornings but makes it to the mid-sixties in the afternoon. Mid-freaking-sixties, it's positively balmy!
Don't think I can't hear y'all people in the south where this is mid-winter weather, sniggering. I can hear you giggling behind your monitors, but it doesn't bother me because for me this is major.
There was even a day there, while we were painting, of course**, where the temperature hit the 80s - but that was before the leaves. Leaves people!! Green living stuff that I can't kill off. Imagine that!
Every time spring shows up, it's like I've never seen it before.
Today I'm actually wearing a skirt. I haven't gone as far as some who are already in sandals and bare legs - it's not that warm - but I'm wearing a skirt nevertheless. It's a testament to how sick I am of winter that I'm actually wearing that modern female torture instrument, the pantyhose. Yes indeedy. It's a scary thought. But I am just so damn sick of wearing pants all the time that I have stooped this low. It's incredible what I'll endure to honour spring. Like I said, this is major!
Heh, I just realized, a couple of weeks ago I took pics at the cottage as proof that spring was coming. They're still stuck in photo limbo too. Is it too late to post them, spring being here now for real?
How do you people do it who are forever posting pics you take - seriously, it's beyond me.
* In the immortal words of Geewits.
**precluding us from actually seeing the weather in any other way but to glimpse sunshine and blue skies from the middle of the dining room. But all that is behind us now, and you know, in retrospect it wasn't all that bad. I muchly appreciated spending the time with Mr. Jazz. 'Course we would've spent the time together anyway, but this is by far the biggest "work" project we ever tackled together and we came through with flying colours (no pun intended, unless my subconscious mind is taking over again. I will venture however, that neither of us feels like starting a house painting business.