D.D.I.Y.

Dare I type? (well at least its now on this blog and not on the Boltfund website; fool)

I have to say that I don't think I've been this tired at midnight on a Sunday for quite some time. Last weekend, before heading out on the grit we decided to quickly strip down the bathroom to its barebones and re-grout the shower. Needless to say; heading out on the grit didn't happen.
There was obviously something up with the first pot of readymixed grout (I say this in hindsight) but to me, a newly inspired tiling DIY novice I didn't have a clue and merrily carried on spreading it between all of the tiles before returing for a pre-bouldering snack. On finishing (eagerly) I checked out my handywork and realised what an utter mess it was. Then began the process of removing it all, which took until about Sunday evening. At this point you begin asking yourself "What was wrong with the old bathroom?" and "How much is my time REALLY worth?".

Every night this week was spent in the (very small) bathroom, doing and re-doing everything from grout, electrical fittings, floor, paint and wall fixings. I managed a quick session on Tuesday night where even removing my weightbelt made no difference and I quickly scampered back home to do yet more DIY. This weekend the remainder of our flat/workshop (at this point) needed restoring to a habitable state BUT goddamit I was getting out on the grit! Well.. Not so much, as someone bought our van on Saturday morning, the new PC arrived, as too did the NAS. All bringing with them a new list of things to do. (Although to be honest shifting the van is a load of my mind, and a car will allow Nat to stop commuting by the godawful rail network that links Leeds and Sheffield thus buying us back around an hour a day!).

Its all setup now and I can't wait to get back to some kind of normal behaviour. I've got plenty of work to do but at least I've now got the tools to do it and its all laid out in front of me; do this, do that then write; a fuckload. Tomorrow I'm going to strive to learn LaTEX and see if it lightens or increases the load, then, and only then I might be able to climb although I'm not expecting much. I'm sure at some point my commitment will return fully (he says [types] sipping on Leffe).