The House at Porter Street

If a picture's worth a thousand words, I wonder what three pictures, albeit of white walls and shelving, are worth.


Following the lead of yesterday, today's been all about invoking a state of exhaustion in the pursuit of beautiful, white walls and shelves.


The list today:

• finished undercoating all the shelves in the lounge  (looks no diff from yesterday, so no pic today)
• finished all the walls in my workspace (only the gloss on the shelves to go)

• sanded and refilled the walls holding up the shelves in my room (they're still a bit of a mess and need some more concerted prep) 
• painted the wall where the gas heater was removed, the new entry to Mum's study

• and repainted the shocking job the rorters did up the stairs.

the stripes are just shadows from the bannisters. 

I can't promise tomorrow's post is going to be any more exciting, although I must say it's terrifically satisfying mucking in.

And plunging into biggest bath afterwards wasn't half bad, either.