Finished the yukky window and while I was at it the front door, too. The fireplace corner is painted and ready for furniture. Rockwell multi tool made short work of sanding. Wore a mask and goggles for the lead dust; can’t afford anymore memory loss.

Benjamin Moore latex enamel is great paint. Pricey, but probably worth it. That woodwork was gray with soot, oil from the fur of dogs and cats, fingerprints and general filth. It took two coats plus a coat of Bin on the bare spots.

I do love to get finished, clean up, and then just look at the job. Even a tiny one like that. I got a cup of tea and sat in the corner, on the floor, the same corner where my filthy ex-tenant had fenced off a shitting dog. There’s no trace of those piggy Satanists left in that corner of the room. I have scrubbed, sanded and painted them away.

Tomorrow morning, back to the brick house to sleep and student ghetto to work. Funds are low for materials needed in that crappy apartment, but I can afford a couple of cartons of ceiling tiles and at least finish the first-floor ceiling. And I can afford a gallon of paint for the bathroom. And there are plenty of tasks in that place that are just labor — cleaning and demolition tasks.

Never did find the right match for the Armstrong VCT tiles on that floor. Who knew there could be so many variations of white?