I recently broke our giant bathroom mirror while trying to rehang it so I could, I don't know maybe remember to look at myself in the mornings before I go to work. I often don't even think about it and get halfway through the day realizing I have some ink or a giant zit or my hair is all sticky uppy all because there wasn't a mirror and therefore I forgot to be conscious of my appearance. The antique mirror my dad got from somewhere isn't as large, but its a lot nicer. It has a nice frame. It just doesn't cover the layers of wall damage that happened after the original 50s tile was ripped out of the bathroom, probably sometime in the 70s, if the date on the back of the mirror I broke is any indication.
So....I had some leftover joint compound about, because I had to fix various holes in our walls when we moved in from, I don't know, old screws, or whatever. And I decided I could "fix" the ugly wall damage by using the joint compound to rough up the plaster in the bathroom to look like old stucco. Basically just camouflage it so its not as noticeable. Then I ran out of joint compound. So we used our credit for joint compound, some spring green paint (that's going to be the bathroom color because the saturated purples I like just seemed too dark.) some floodlight bulbs because we've never replaced the ones that burnt out or were hit by a falling branch, and some florescent bulbs for the kitchen fixture because they won't light. Florescent bulbs are twitchy and I optimistically believe its the bulbs, not the fixture because they TRY to light but just won't catch. Those haven't worked in....I dunno, a year or more?
Yep, when someone in your house isn't working things like lightbulbs go by the wayside and you buy only the important things and then try to play catch up.
It's amazing the things you can do without when you must. I am quite the expert in this by now.
Fresh paint always makes me feel better.
Last thing I painted was our kitchen cabinets and the front room. When we moved in all the way back in the summer of 2010. I meant to paint the bathroom, the bunny room, our bed room and repaint the dining room the same exact shade it is only because I love it and it needs touched up. Things fall to the side. Don't get done.
I even bought some white paint for trim. I need to do all the trim in the house, really, and some of the bedroom doors. Someone painted them with white primer and its chalky and seems to gather stains quite easily. Stains that won't wipe off.
Earlier in the day I made my fist trip to Belle Isle.
The Aquarium there had been closed until recently when a bunch of volunteers and people with donations made it possible for it to be open on Saturdays. A lot of the tanks are still empty. Lots of those empty tanks have been filled with art by various sponsors such as Michigan Glass and other types of artists...which is pretty fucking awesome. The tanks that are occupied by fish have a range of species from tadpoles, to rare fish, to endangered fish, to ciclids, two salt water tanks, and the building is just wonderful architecture.
No one makes things like this anymore.
The Conservatory is next door. It was designed by the same architect and is also very, very grand. It has plants of various climates. The outdoors is a huge formal garden that was barren because of the season but daffodil and tulip sprouts seemed to assure me that spring really is on its way. Despite the cold lately.
I want to go back in nicer, warmer weather.
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