Plastering

Well, I feel I have earned the title "Polyfiller Queen" I can mix it, work it, and smoothy patch and rebuild walls with it. Sadly, I have used up all in the house, so yesterday Ruth & I hit a Building Supplies Shop and spent 64 pounds sterling (p.s.) buying more supplies including a bag of plaster (cheaper than polyfiller) a "floater" for spreading large amounts, self leveling concrete (18 p.s. ex. VAT) and tools.
Last night I was looking at the old external wall between the Living Room and Kitchen, which I have spent considerable time polyfilling, especially building the wall around the doorway frame which had huge gaps, and I thought what the hell I'll try skimming (plastering) the whole wall. Geoff misunderstood me when I announced this, then became very alarmed at the amount of plaster I was mixing. I did a 5 foot stretch of everything to the left of the doorframe; figuring that if it all went wrong I would simply pull it all off. An interesting experience where I learned as I went.
This morning I examined the results and by 4 pm I had skimmed the entire wall. At 3 pm I was trying to finish the last section at the bootom right side and needing to pick up Ruth from school. I finished up, popped into the kitchen for the keys and came out to find David "plastering" and the wall needing redoing. ARGHHHHH!!!!! So I tried to quickly reset it, afraid it would set badly by the time I got back from getting Ruth, threw David (with no underpants sor trousers on) and flew to get Ruth and get back to finish fixing it. I spent then next 30 min. working on that last 2 foot square section which isn't very good because I was badly overmixing the plaster and it wasn't sticking to the wall.
By 4:30 it was done and I was crashing badly, due to problems with sleep thoroughout the wek week, over working, and not having eaten yet that day. I fed myself and the kids ORTS (leftovers) from the fridge along with a fresh pineapple that was molding on the outside and Fabulous inside, and a fruited Malt loaf. We had fun cuddling and playing on the couch and watching Ratatoulie until G came home by which time I was losing it entirely. He ran me a bath and helped me upstairs and into it I tried to pull myself together while rereading Northhanger Abbey. A few minutes later the book was down and I slept until G pulled me out and into my bed where I had lovely cuddles with the kids while falling back to sleep.
Sadly it's now 11:30 pm and I'm wide awake and doing this. Hopefully I be able to sleep soon with the side affects of my bedtime drugs and I am looking forward to more work, painting up the rooms (but not the plastered wall untill its thoroughly dried) with the help of friends tomarrow.
God Bless you all