I am beat. The past week was a long one. I have been plastering, sanding, priming, and painting a house for the past few days. The house I am working on is over a hundred years old. It has beautiful oak floors that are in dyer need of sanding and refinishing, so I must attend to that first thing Monday morning.
This particular house has three ginormous bedrooms and beautiful motifs encircling each light and and ornate decorations around each archway. I have fallen in love with this house even though it is haunted. Tis a gorgeous place during the day but scary as hell after the solar rays wave their last goodbye behind the blue ridge mountains.
The floors creak, the walls moan, and the chimney’s whistle a ghastly tune every time the wind gets up. Last night, I flipped off all the lights and walked to the back of the house to make sure everything was locked. As I made my way down the benighted narrow hallway, I saw a wee lads shadow scurry around the corner.
It was at this moment that I realised that it was me as a lad. You see, the house that I am fixing up for me Mum is the very same house that I spent eight years of my youth running around in. The house is haunted in more ways that one. I have a lot of good memories from that era of my youth and some bad one’s too.
Muscles are screaming and bones are aching. I’ll catch up with the lot of you on the morrow.
P.S.: I am indeed a jack of all trades. I can solder copper water tubing one minute and write poetry the next. Don’t tell anyone though. I have enough work to do! 
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Old houses that have stories are beautiful, old houses that hold our own stories are something to hold on to! How did the sanding plans go?
I was leaving the house last night like always, and I swear that something started chasing me down the hall. Seriously!
Spooky place, it is.
I’ve been doing more mudding, sanding, and painting. I thought I was done but no such luck.
Thanks for the comment, K8.
The house sounds stunning and it sounds like you and it need to make peace with one another and become friends!
Thanks AV. I apologise for not getting back to you sooner. I totally missed your comment.
I left there Monday night running for my life! Something was after me!