Steady hand

I could have been a surgeon……but I didn’t have the patience (patients). Okay and old joke I admit but then again well let’s say I’m over thirty-nine! Actually the medical profession was the last thing I would have considered as a career. Apart from the thought of all those years of study followed by a very long subsequent learning curve I don’t think I had the aptitude. Even in the career I chose as an electrician and electrical engineer I had four years of study and an apprenticeship followed by years of learning experiences. I had in fact begun a higher level of education after obtaining the relevant qualifications but a year into the course I gave up the idea. You see I didn’t want years of studying, I wanted to use my skills hands-on. The rest is history, in fact everything is history isn’t it? I will lay claim to having a steady pair of hands and am dexterous. As a surgeon that would be essential of course. Having a steady hand has been an advantage especially when the work demands it. Most of the things I do now naturally involve the use of my hands (even typing this). My current little project is nearly coming to an end and it totally requires the use of my hands, painting the gym floor though I will admit my steady hands didn’t prevent me from applying paint where it shouldn’t be! That though is mostly due to the uneven edges between the floor and the walls. One area involved painting alongside an existing white line.

Most folk would use masking tape and simply remove it once the paint had dried to leave a straight line. It doesn’t always work especially if the surfaces are not smooth as the paint can leak under the tiniest of spaces. I decided to have a go at doing it free-hand…It isn’t perfect but is pretty close! As for the ‘splashes’ of red paint on the white walls, they will be far easier to cover with the emulsion paint because emulsion can be wiped off with water if it gets where it isn’t wanted. The chlorinated rubber floor paint however is more difficult to remove and more so considering its red colour. On Friday morning (10 th) I had almost completed the painting of the floor though half of the floor was yet to receive the second coat.

As I had cemented in the cracks where the treadmill had stood temporarily I couldn’t paint that small area on the day.

Shirley Anne

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