Is it resignation, habituation or simply due to summer time? The fact is that we suddenly seem to have reached somewhat calmer waters. It is not that there is no disease anymore, or that the tension that’s always in the background now suddenly is disappeared. It’s more a kind of cease-fire. The next CT-scan is late August and apart from some trouble with my concentrating there is for the moment no really noticeable progress or decline.
It took a while before we realized it. We actually noticed it only when the urge to change, to improve things came back. That started a while ago with cleaning up the shed. All junk was organized, and many things could go to dump and the workbench, which was about to collapse, finally got a new work surface. And that was badly needed, because the shelter of the dogs was directly underneath.
A new layer of paint on the outside of the shed was the next step, wherein, in order to complete the whole, the inside of the shelter of the dogs was also provided with a new coat of paint.
With this we got in the mood. The doors upstairs were, we found all of a sudden, painted in a very bleak brown color. That obviously did not fit into our current more cheerful vision, and gradually they were painted in bright colors. After which the (also brown) window frames could not stay behind and currently undergo the same treatment.
For the record, Marian is doing all the painting. I’m forced to limit myself to smaller operations such as the removal and installation of the hings and locks and, very important, providing an overdose of mental support. That’s not quite the role I’d like to have, but fortunately it works.
The last change was the kitchen table. This table is big, solid, and with a surface that’s made of parts from old French railway wagons. Wood that probably for decades already has seen large parts of Europe. If you look closely you can see the nail holes (and even some residual metal parts) as well as the appropriate dents and damages. That sometimes cause that a wine glass is standing a bit wobbly, but it has real character.
Only, this table was when we bought it already painted brown, but the call for change was now so strong that we decided to check what was under that coat of paint.
It eventually took us almost a week, two large pots of paint remover and several sheets of coarse sandpaper to remove all of it. And then several coats of clear varnish to further treat the new tabletop. Seams, knots and grains that had not seen daylight for a longtime are now back in full glory. A beautiful table, almost like new, that give the kitchen an noticeably fresher and brighter look. And thereby fits seamlessly with our current mood and feelings.
We do not know how long this phase will last, but at this point we thoroughly enjoy it. Live by the day!