While I spend my days as a piece of furniture for the baby to sleep upon, Andy has been keeping very busy with tons of projects around here: building sheep shelters, repotting basil plants, planting beans in the garden, trying to keep the fences moved to keep the sheep on grass.

To top it off, he got a bee in his bonnet (not really, that’s my hat he keeps wearing, not his) and started painting the workshop. He wanted to paint the house to remove from it the nasty poop color the previous owners thought would be lovely, but the house doesn’t need to be painted. The workshop…it probably hasn’t had a new coat of paint since it was built ten years or so ago. In some places, it doesn’t look like the workshop was ever painted. Maybe it wasn’t. To be technical, Andy hasn’t really been painting. He’s been primer-ing.

We haven’t decided on an actual paint color yet. Andy’s suggestion, “Whatever color we can find a 5-gallon bucket of in the OOPS section at the store?” I’m thinking stripes myself. When we do paint the house, I want big polka dots. You can’t have a polka dot house in the city.

Another painting project in the works involves some clearance bin spray paint called “sour apple.” Last weekend we went to this out-of-business donut store/daycare center and bought some old lockers. (There’s a story about the trip that maybe someday I’ll write out.) For some reason, we’ve been lusting after old lockers for a while. Here’s one of the locker thingies.

You can see the other locker thingy in the back of the truck next to some logs we also got at the donut store/daycare center. The place was in a log cabiny-type structure, and it appears to retrofit the structure for the donut kitchen, the owners had to cut down/out some of the beams. They will make a nice raised bed or small retaining-wall-type terrace thing or something.

The plan is to spray paint the lockers a happy color (I guess “sour apple” is happy) and put at least one of them in the kitchen next to the coat rack to use to hold shoes and bags and lanterns and sheep vitamins. With the happy little doors, Buddy will not be able to pee upon the shoes and bags and lanterns and sheep vitamins, and our lives will be just a wee bit less smelly.

At the donut store / daycare center, we also picked up a bunch of legos, a bunch of wooden blocks, two neato stained glass-ish hanging lights, half a box of nails, and an aluminum cake pan.

(Side Note: Yesterday, Sydney said, “Baaaaaatman.” Maybe Andy is Sydney’s superhero.)