Ma is a crazy person. When she starts something she can’t stop.
Yesterday her lovely tenants moved out of the apartment above the tearoom to the house they’d just bought. She loved those kids and they left the apartment IMMACULATE. Everything was shining but there were a few areas of paint in the bathroom that had peeled off so Ma went to fix it.
That done she then decided that since she had paint she should “refresh” two walls in the living room.
By six o’clock she was still not home so Dad sent out a search party aka the Bro. She was just locking up as he arrived at the place.
Any other ancient working alone on a ladder might have thought to call and give a status report but not Ma.
She left the ladder and paint at the apartment so depending on how she feels about how things look today she may or may not paint some more.
I fear for her sanity. I wonder was Michelangelo like that when he started the Sistine Chapel?
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