Well, well, I thought I was going to get to post a picture but I see naught of that here, so I guess I'll just post a post. The plumbing in the bathroom commenced a clatter last week so the plumber's been to plumb(not Joe, thank goodness!) and the painter's been to prime and we are embarked on another old house project through necessity and not by design.  Our old sturdy brick two-story was built in 1910.  We've been in it since 1970, OMG! that long, eh?  I'd slip a photo of the old girl right in here but alas, I haven't figured that out yet.  Anyone? Help!!  Anyway, we'll probably be here 'till they cart us out.  Occasionally I change the "daycore" just to make me think I'm somewhere else, but it only amounts to moving something to another room or making some drapes out of old(and I mean 1930s OLD!) twin bedspreads. Which brings us to my husband, Tony, who's not a "daycore" kind of guy. Oh, he's very neat, a Virgo, you know, but bedspreads on the windows? And drapes that "puddle" on the floor?  Drapes don't "puddle" kids and dogs do, or doo-doo, well you get the picture.  He's happy to attempt to modernize, as in vinyl windows (AAAAAAARGH!) to lower heating costs.  I begged and pleaded on behalf of the old wavy-glass windows, but to no avail.   So, the bathroom is in his hands, my plans were considered, but discarded as too expensive(he's got that right)and impractical(I wanted the wood floor replaced and polyurethaned(not very green anyway). I'm closing my eyes to the whole process and will just be happy not to have to stumble downstairs to potty in the middle of the night!  And soon, very soon, I'll be back to normal and get my little chap book finished and polished and off to the pubs!