Hi. I didn't work at school today. At this time, we are looking for a generator for our little mobile home, mostly for lights, fridge, and heat/AC, depending upon the time of year. The waiting time is through February but we went a little smaller than we first thought and were very lucky. No one wants smaller ones so this one is being flown in for us to pick up on Monday. I am really excited. We have lost power enough and have thrown enough food away and have stayed at people's houses and eaten meals out to afford this one!
Remember I told you there was so much trash and debris that they didn't know what they would do with it? There is an open area that used to be a huge department store in the town next to ours. (and next to a school, I might add) They are bringing the junk and dumping it in there until it can be decided where to put it. A huge problem. And there will be more of it, I'm sure.
I concentrated on my village houses today. I am having a bit of difficulty with the windows. I don't think I have enough. I do have some "window acetate" that I purchased once and may have to use it.
I put the trim on one side of one house. I think it looks so nice. I haven't done any doors because they are all going to be funky.
I painted every exterior wall today. Some needed 3-4 coats of paint. The light colors are not very effective in covering wood, even with sanding and a light coat of polyurethane, which was suggested by the manufacturer. But they did come out great, I think. And they will have more than just the trim that came in the box.
I managed to put up several walls. They have to dry now. Completely and overnight. They are too fragile before all of the other walls are attached.
I work tomorrow at a middle school 7th grade so I will put more windows in and make the houses three-sided. I will keep the 4th wall to keep dust out. But it won't be attached so I can make furniture and everything for the little houses.
Hubby is already asking me what my plans are for displaying the village. As I began my explanation, I swore I saw his eyes cross. Maybe it was just the reflection of the lamp...
Until then...
Pat
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