for errands i got two more rolls of blue tape from home depot and went to star market to pick up $20 worth of groceries including some more cereal (corn pops).
today i was taping, first the living room then the master bedroom. you'd think it'd be very effortless but for some reason i had a really hard time doing it. maybe it was because i realized how much of it i had to do and was just sort of discouraged. even after i taped, there's still a little bit of clean up work, making sure the trims are free of blemishes, before i an start priming and painting again. oh, and there's still the question of the kitchen. i'm having a hard time closing this project, but i'm afraid if i don't close it soon, it will be the 4th month that i've bought the house and yet to move in. i keep on picturing this hill i'm trying to climb, and i'm almost there, but the final leg of the journey seems to be the toughest. plus, i've been working on the house nonstop for countless number of days now, maybe i was just burned out from home renovation, maybe i just need a day or two to rest, to reenergize. i pulled out the mattress chair and in between tapings i'd lie down to either read the latest issue of newsweek magazine (the one about genetically modified foods) or browse one of my cook books, figuring out what i want to make (raisin nuts pilaf, hmmm...). my ibook was diligently playing out some diana krall and some old lone justice through a set of amplified speakers. although the weather was nice, it was also blustery and enough cold wind would blow into the house that i had to put on some more clothes and then later close all the windows. the house felt cozy after that, especially after i started doing some laundry, finally washed my dirty pair of painting jeans (not much improvement, they'll be forever stained with paint).
with taping over, i felt hungry and decided to cook the package of sausages i had defrosting in the refrigerator. after carefully reading the instructions, i threw half a dozen links onto a frying pan and fired up the gas stove. historical moment: this was my very first time using the stove to cook anything at my new house. it was taking some time to cook so i cranked up the flames to high, which started to get them sizzling a little bit, a lot of smoke billowing up from the sausages. when they were golden brown i turned off the range but not before smelling an awful stink which smelled like burnt platic. sure enough, like the amateur that i am, i had melted a little bit of the plastic handle of the pan, and it stank up the kitchen. i had the fan running, i was burning candles, i was using the deodorizing spray, anything to cleanse the house of that awful stench. i figured it was bound to happen sooner or later, i'm not use to gas cooking having grown up with an electronic stove, and better to make that mistake now, so i will learn to never repeat it in the future. by the way, non-stick is non-stick, that teflon coated pan is like magic, water beads on its surface like droplets of mercury.
john miller arrive at my place after 7pm. i had cleaned up a little bit to make the house look presentable, screwed back a few light switch plates, even replaced the bulb on the front porch light with a smaller 25w bulb (previously it was a blinding 100w bulb which i never turned on because i didn't want my place to become a lighthouse). it was weird, because he just walked right into the house. i realize now that my foyer area, with the addition of the coat closet, looks like the split entrance foyer area of a 2 unit condo, so people naturally come in not realizing that they're already inside my house. as soon as he came in he was walking around the place, forgoing the formality of a guided tour. he was raving about the condo and saying how much he wanted a house now or how he could never go back to his current apartment. he even offered a few suggestions on how i can further improve the place.