Wax On, Wax Off.
Much to my surprise, the wall paper removal goo is working. My arms, however, no longer want to make the "Wax On, Wax Off" motions required to remove the loosened wall paper paste from the wall with a sponge. Nor has this meditative experience answered the question of what to do with the next half of my life. Instead, it has caused me to think that maybe I should not have let my ex-husband keep everything but my clothes and some books because the car polisher would have come in real handy right now. I wonder if I can duct-tape the sponge to a drill?