Cracks

I'm feeling rather tired today after spending the last two days filling in cracks in plaster that, according to our estate agent "might scare first time buyers", and then painting the walls where these cracks appeared. By the end of yesterday I was cursing the people who previously lived here. They stripped off the wall paper and then filled all the holes in the wall in a very slap dash way. Then they painted right over the surface without sanding it down. So the wall is a big mess of lumpy bits and holes. There was no way that I was going to cover all this up with a bit of polyfiller, so I filled in the worst and then sanded and painted what I could. I also painted the bathroom, thoroughly cleaned all the grout and replaced the sealant on the bath and sink. I hope the potential buyers appreciate it.

Now there's just the small matter of some uni work and some lessons I have to finish planning for next week. We're also going to see a 4.5 hour play/improvised thing by Robert Lepage, this evening at the Northern Stage reviewed here. I'm interested to see what the theatre is like, as I haven't been since the renovation, but I can't say that the length is making me that enthusiastic. We'll see.