u/BillNo874

For me it's the house doors.

Not rain. Cannot call it rain. Rain has commitment. This is something else entirely. A kind of aggressive atmospheric dampness that somehow gets through a hood, through a collar, and directly onto the back of your neck before you have even acknowledged it is happening. Walked to the shop this morning in what the weather app called "clear intervals" and arrived looking like I had swum part of the way. Does anyone know if this specific phenomenon has an actual name or has meteorology just quietly accepted it and moved on?

Not even angry anymore. Just in awe of it really. The hold music. The automated voice telling you how important your call is. The moment a human being finally picks up and you can hear them breathing and then nothing. Silence. Then the dial tone. Called back and waited another 40 minutes. Whatever you needed to tell me HMRC it can wait apparently. Has anyone actually found a time of day that is reliably less catastrophic for getting through or is it just chaos all the way down?

Watched about forty hours of YouTube. Felt confident going in. Mixed the plaster fine. Got it on the wall fine. Then the finishing started and it just went wrong in slow motion and I could not stop it. Trowel marks everywhere. One patch that looks almost okay surrounded by patches that do not. It has dried now and it looks like the surface of the moon. I am not giving up but I need someone to tell me this is normal for a first attempt or I am going to feel bad about this for a long time 😩