We’ve been remodeling the bathroom the last few days.
You know, paining, new fixtures, new cabinets, shit like that.
I can’t stand the smell of that much paint in a room. No matter what kind of paint it is. Latex or water. It’s just overwhelming to me. It’s the same way when I go into a detergent isle in a store. I start to become violently ill from the smell of all of the soaps. It overwhelms me. I’ve always had a better then average sense of smell my entire life. In my youth I could have someone blindfold me and I would get my friends to stand in a line and I’d tell them who was who just by their scent. I know the scent of my daughter. I know the scent of my wife. I can catch minute traces of things in the air that doesn’t become apparent to others until minutes later.
I wonder if I can make money from that ?
Heh…anyway…I digress….
So we’ve been putting up stuff in the bathroom, big fun. The wives are having end to end periods, and it’s been sheer hell.
Which is really nothing out of the ordinary.
Tomorrow is my daughter b-day. We wont be doing anything big until Sunday when we’ll be having an actress come over and play Aerial from The Little Mermaid. She’ll sing and play games, and paint faces. I’m sure they’ll have a great time.
I am in no way looking forward to it.
Don’t get me wrong, I want my kid to have a great birthday party. I just wish it didn’t have to be here, at the house, when the wives are having end to end periods.
I swear I can’t catch a break.
