Things you start and regret before completion

[Pascha]

I bravely agreed to make cakes this morning before school with the Dses aged 8 and 6, ready to ice this afternoon and hide until Sunday for daddy's fathers day surprise breakfast.

Bloody hell. What should have been a quick 15 minutes to mix and 20 in the oven turned into an more than an hour of trying to allow each child to have an equal go at all the mixing/egg cracking/dolloping/eating the mixture without WW3 breaking out and total annihilation of my kitchen.

I'm exhausted now.

I mean that’s so crazy that I have nothing to compare?

Before school! You’re so brave.

I took my DD 10, on a long weekend to Spain but we spent so much time travelling it was so not worth it! Basically 2 days of travelling, planes, trains, automobiles! It’s was so tiring. An expensive mistake!

Stealth boast making cakes before school. What time do they get up?

I am going to regret the imminent shopping trip with DS1 (19) in fact I already am because he's still asleep.

They're up at 6.30 Sparkling we started at 7.15 and they came out of the oven at 8.30 just before we left home. I couldn't face rushing it later and no time at the weekend so it was now or never.

@Atalune that fills me with horror. I did one night in the cotswolds with my youngest, we went to the local wildlife park and he hated it. Too hot, too far to walk round. His favourite part was breakfast at the hotel. I could have done that at home...

Pretty much every attempt at DIY or 'upcycling' I've ever attempted. I watch these property/Kirsty whatsherface programmes and think it's the work of a weekend to transform a tatty piece of junk shop furniture or the unloved corner of a room, when actually it takes hours and hours of hard work and frustration and the end result is never as good as I imagined.

Every time I attempt to clear out the DCs bedrooms.

DS1 is not too bad for a teen and keeps his room pretty well ordered so I can whizz in and out in under an hour.

DS2 is the devil for hiding and hoarding and I find mad, mad shit in all sorts of odd places, stuff he's been holding onto for years. It takes a full day and by the end he's usually arrived home from school, put on his cape and is marching about shouting "but I found that bottle cap on the floor in Spain and it is a memento and if you throw it away you are THROWING AWAY my memories".

I regret it every time.

See, I tend to think of Kirsty's end product as badly finished tat anyway. Not that my attempt would be any better.

Ill-advised ‘quick simple’ paint job ‘just to freshen up small area’ or similar.
The before is all smiles and looking forward. The after is always room torn apart dust everywhere brushes ruined. Knackered smell of white spirit everywhere.
I learned to resist all such temptations. Either do full room with everything covered/removed and give it several days or forget it !

This made me chuckle.

DS has an old electric guitar, a basic 3/4 size that he learnt on, that he's stripped down and rebuilt with different pieces. His initial attempt didn't work as well as possible so he roped DH into helping him.

I was at work and received a text from him that said "send fucking help", accompanied by a photo showing a face of such anguish and bewilderment that all I could do was howl with laughter it works now but sounds like he's twanging elastic bands over a tissue box

My chest tattoo. It took five sittings to complete and if I'd known how painful it would be, I wouldn't have started it.

I'm heavily tattooed as well so wasn't a novice when I went for it!

Sex

@FudgeBrownie2019
That made me laugh so much because if you substitute the DS's with DD's, that was my life 3 years ago.
DD2 is better now (14 but still loves what she used to call her rememberies)

You can either make cakes with children, OR you can make cakes that you can eat. The two things do not overlap. Lesson learned.

Parenthood

Worth it in the end

Pascha
Consider The Wonder Woman title bestowed upon you to be able to get that done before the school you're amazing

The tops were done by the boys after school. Cakes now hidden til Sunday.

They are amazing! Well done.

Stripping and painting garden furniture. I ALWAYS forget that three-dimensional things have more than one side right after I start to paint the first side. Why? Is this like child-birth where one's garden furniture would never be painted if the memory of its monotonous horror couldn't be booked out?

Oh god yes to the painting furniture! Just when you’re ready to put the brush down, you see another bloody unpainted side. How many sides can one this have?

This will be outing to anyone that knows me but I don't care ...
I once decided to do a mosaic on the bathroom wall. Not a small one, oh no, that would have been too easy. I did a huge whale complete with sea and other fish. It took me months to do it. What made it worse is I did it over a hot summer in a south facing bathroom that was like a fecking greenhouse. Ugh.

Anything to do with painting and decorating.

I bought a "paint your own tea set" for the dc a few months ago. So far they've painted 2 cups and 2 saucers. OMG the mess! How far do those tiny pots of paint spread?! They're like mini Tardises.

Social engagements

Such a bind

Clearing out my wardrobe! Start all enthusiastic, then after what feels like forever am still nowhere near done and all my clothes are on my bed so can't even go to sleep 😣😣

Yes to painting or varnishing furniture.

I'm such a bloody perfectionist, that shabby chic upcycling is NOT on the agenda.

Constant rounds of sanding, washing, letting dry, gently coating with thinned varnish or paint, letting it dry, feeling for roughness, cursing my luck for finding a rough patch, sanding again, washing again, letting it dry again, gently brushing with thinned varnish or paint, letting it dry and so on.

One chair can take fucking weeks.

Starting any DIY project.

The latest was putting up an IKEA magnetic bar onto a wall for with magnets for sorting paperwork.

I found it in a charity shop for £1.49, but the screws and rawlplugs were missing. That's OK, I've got plenty.

Trying to put three evenly spaced, level holes into a wall, banging in three rawlplugs and screwing the bar to the wall was NOT the ten minute job I thought it was going to be.

It took faaaaar too long for me to realise that the drill was set to go backwards.

Starting any cross stitch project with a recipient in mind.

It's always more complicated and tedious than I realised. I just see patterns that I like and fail to look at the pattern too closely.

The last gift contained variegated threads, blended threads, fractional stitches AND French knots.

That's before I lose count, unpick a good third of the canvas and have to pay for more thread as the kit doesn't have enough to cover my mistakes.

Pretty much everything I do!

Am currently 6.07 miles into a 7 mile exercise bike cycle. As I am simultaneously posting I may not be fully pushing myself!