This Sums Up Our Current Condition Nicely

A small Michigan Newspaper Editorial Opinion.
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Brevity is the gift of Kings.

Ever get this awful feeling that the light at the end of the tunnel is a train ...

In Your Face(book)

It seems we've switched on something we can't switch off. The current of information is seemingly endless and sometimes overwhelming. I do enjoy some of the features of Social Networking but I think it's made some who share lazy with their manners. Proper grammar, spelling and sentence structure are nearly dead ... not that I've ever been any shining example there. Freedoms are being won and lost without firing a bullet. Everyone knows where we work, what we had to eat, who we sleep with, what we believe in. And we share it all willingly. The media bombards us with multichannel assaults on our time and attention, and the more it continues, the more desensitized to our Western Culture we become.

We have become gods in our own minds.

I had a friend post this recently:

TO ALL MY FELLOW NUTS - I just realized ... We sit and stare at a screen. We talk to ourselves. We have imaginary friends and farms, cities and fake animals. We cook imaginary food in imaginary bakeries. We poke people and think its okay. We even write on walls. Think about it ... Facebook is a mental hospital and we are all patients ...

That description certainly fits all Social Networking to a “t“! When I first signed up, it was amusing. Posting about our daily activities, playing the silly games [I enjoy Zombie Lane], commenting on or “like“-ing other‘s posts, keeping up with what new unconstitutional law the politicians where contemplating on passing. Then, Facebook became a burden. My husband really hated it! So Hubby and I notified all there and left. It was such a relaxing week. [giggle] Many friends contacted us, "Are you Ok?" "Anything wrong?" They thought we had lost our marbles, I guess. Well, I finally relented and reactivated my account. Hubby never did return. Smart man! I had become tired of the harshness of the network but I think it‘s because I wasn‘t being discerning with those desiring to be “friends“. I’m much more careful now.

In case you haven’t heard, "Defriending" and blocking someone is the new cruelty. I do try not to do that. But some “friends” have to be blocked because having a daily view into the innermost workings of their minds is undesirable, to be polite. Even though we may disagree on politics, religion or anything else, I do try to be nice about it but with some that's not always possible. I’ve had some try to verbally eviscerate me. If we had been in the room when they made their nasty remarks I might have given them a knuckle sandwich. Yeah, they got that nasty. But I think it’s the anonymity of the medium that allows such rudeness.

But that aside, Social Networking can be a wonderful opportunity to share the good news of Jesus Christ. In a world otherwise being made numb by digital noise, how can we as Christians make the word of God relevant to the lost world again so that all may be saved? Heed my voice Americans: without asking God into our politics or our schools or our lives, our lovely Western Culture will be completely lost. And to be blunt, white men must start voting and being more politically active! Call it 'racist' all one wants, it is what it is. Look at our current government. If we hold a mirror up to the faces of the evil that lurks there in the White House, we can only see ourselves. They are only a reflection of what happens when belief in God is removed from a society.

Like I always say, people get the government they deserve.

Enough of the innermost workings of my mind. Now I really must go kill more Zombie's.

Eye On The Prize

Cataract removal with
lens replacement
Hubby is scheduled for his first cataract removal, lens replacement tomorrow at O'Dark Thirty. Apparently, the doctors prefer to only remove one cataract at a time. I would have preferred having them both removed at one sitting but "they" don't do it that way.

And the lucky dawg won't have to wear glasses anymore! NOT FAIR!! [ha ha]

Thanks to his ailment I've learned more about cataracts than I ever cared to know and I'll probably not retain a bit of the info. One thing I will remember is the cost.

But, we won't go there. [grin]

Aw well. It's just another adventure ...

What's Happenin'?!

Hubby and Sparky
Boerne, Texas
June 2011
These past few months I've been feeling listless, easily confused, unhappy and was generally uninterested in anything other than sitting. Anyone who knows me personally knows that this is very uncharacteristic. Hubby was always amazed at how much I would accomplish in a day. Well, that had come to a crashing halt this past Spring. The doctor I was using then seemed more interested in data-entry into her computer during my visit than listening to my ailments. That would not do! So, I decided to try another General Practitioner. Guess what, I like this guy. He's a bundle of energy AND he left his cotton-pickin' computer in his office! Everything is written down like in the old days. He actually listened to my concerns. First visit the nurse drew so much blood I thought I was visiting Dracula. :) After a series of tests, it showed that one of my ailments can be contributed to a B-12 deficiency. Since I'm Medically Challenged, I had not heard of such a condition. "Sounds like voodoo to me", I griped. Well, after hanging up the phone I checked the conditions on the Internet: "confusion, mild dementia, etc. etc." BINGO! That convinced me. I had the first shot over 3 weeks ago and, lo-and-behold, what a difference the right diagnosis makes! I'm now a bundle of energy and full of my usual quick quips.

I'm back!

And B-12 Rocks!

After I get control of this annoying joint and muscle pain, I think I'll be good to go again. Another doctor recently visited suggested X-rays and MRI. All that going back and to doctors produced the analysis of arthritis and bone spurs in the right hip. Now I'm scheduled for a "procedure" (they didn't bother to give me the technical name) next Wednesday to hopefully get rid of that pain. Get this, though, I have to be sedated and the shot injected accompanied by an X-ray machine to get to the exact spot! Yipes! I'm not looking forward to that. At least I'll be in La La Land during the procedure.

Anyway, stay tuned Sports Fans, Sparky is back!


[By the bye, for those of you who where following me at The Reluctant Patiot: that blog has been deleted. Y'all are just gonna have to put up with my political views here. Two blogs where just too much to keep up with. Thanks for understanding! God bless.]

Mum's The Word

My Three Mothers
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I've touched on this subject before so I won't bore my dear listeners again. All my Mother's are with Jesus. I will just add that we don't know the time nor the season when we shall be called Home. One day our loved ones may not be here to talk to anymore. Mine sure where gone in the blink of an eye.

With that said, I hope every mother out there in bloggyland has a wonderful day.

God bless. :)

60th Annual National Day Of Prayer

Tomorrow, May 5th, is the 60th Annual National Day of Prayer.

One can search for a place to meet with other like-minded believers here. With all our very important requests and gracious "thank you's" to our Lord, please remember to pray for our nation and it's leaders. We have truly immoral, evil leadership. But as I think on this, I realize that our leaders are merely a reflection of our own immorality. Our nation is becoming like the fig tree that Jesus cursed and it withered. Perhaps our Lord Jesus will have mercy on us if we are of one mind and with one voice, have contrition and ask for forgiveness and His help.

Have a blessed day everyone.

"I will say to the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust." Psalm 91:2

Aw, Yes, Something New Has Been Added

Seriously, this is all Pappy's fault! He sent me a heart-tugging video recently that must have effected me more profoundly than I realized. Well, I'll let you watch it for yourself:


Wasn't that precious? Now that I'm rabidly approaching the double nickle, things like this are starting to effect me!

Sweetie and I did one of our Day Trips to Savannah this week. We were actually on a quest to find what has become one of our favorite beers, Flying Dog 'Ol Scratch. 'Ol Scratch beer is so good with steak it's probably illegal in some States. *giggle*

Well, The best laid schemes of Mice and Men oft go awry ...

For those of you who have followed me from almost the beginning, may remember that I requested something from Santa in December of 2008. Well, Santa didn't come through, but he is known to be unreliable since the anti-Christ was elected and the Great Recession hit. I have desired a street legal dirt bike for quite sometime. We happened upon a Kawasaki shop whilst on our beer quest and dropped in for a visit.

I can't pass up a motorcycle shop.

Anywhere.

The quaint little shop with friendly, helpful people had the usual cruisers and some sport bikes. Off in one little obscure corner was this ...

2009 Kawasaki KLX250S Super Motard

Ok, it's not the Kawasaki Sherpa I was lusting after, but it is something even better. It has a little more horsepower than the Sherpa. And unfortunately, for me, Sherpa's are like hen's teeth these days. People buy them and keep them.

Like the Motard was a magnet and I was made of steel, it drew me to it instantly. I touched it. Sat on it. WANTED IT and I'm sure it showed. My husband always delights in saying that I do not have a good poker face. Alas, the price was just out of our price range. *sigh*

So, we left the shop and resumed our beer run. Suddenly, my phone rang and it was the salesman from the shop. Let's just say, he made me an offer I didn't want to refuse. *grin* Back we went and after finalizing the deal, the serviced Motard safely tucked into the back of our truck, I went home with the HUGEST SMILE on my face that hubby kept getting tickled at me.

Is that a Sparky in the works?
It gets 70 smiles to the gallon too.

And I was going to say that we need to now sell our two Honda 230 CRF dirt bikes, but they've already sold!! After one hour on Craigslist, they both sold. One locally and one out of State. So cool!

I feel 18 again ... at least for a moment.

Now, if I can just loose 30 pounds I'll be livin' in High Cotton ... *lol*

Erin Go Bragh Y'all

Sweetie and I are headed to a late lunch with friends at an Irish pub in Brunswick, and there'll be wearin' o' the green to be sure. I also have a flashing shamrock lights necklace to wear while drinking me green beer. YUM!

This has Embarrassing Moments written all over it, doesn't it!?

I'm sure there will be humorous photos to follow. :)

Hope everyone has a fun day. Be sure to post your funny photos tomorrow.

Erin Go Bragh Y'all!

The Ultimate Random Act Of Kindness

I have had the privilege to believe in Jesus Christ as my personal Lord & Savior for many years. Well, since I was in my mid-teens, actually. I accepted Him while reading His word, then went to the “altar” in my heart at home, then at church on Sunday and kinda sealed the deal. :) I then attended church quite faithfully for many years.

Later, I became disillusioned by the earthly Church and quit attending when some of a previous congregation in which I was involved, turned against me when I had to divorce my first husband. Things were not going well in my life then. It was not a happy time and, justified or unjustified, I felt totally betrayed by my then so-called Christian friends. But that's another story.

I’m told I had a rough life but, in retrospect, it doesn’t seem like it. Not compared to what some people have had to deal with. My mother died suddenly when I was 10 years old. My father was exceedingly physically and mentally abusive. It seems like he was forever yelling, hitting, cursing over something. He was such a perpetual grouch and very unstable! As I grew older, I learned to tune him out. And I remember avoiding him at all costs and NEVER asking him anything if possible. It was impossible to have an rational conversation with the man. I only relate this, not for sympathy, but to lay the ground work for what happens next.

So, I thought, Ok, God was like that, right? Only LOUDER and SCARIER.

Today I read the article below by Rev. Billy Graham in our Waycross newspaper:

Q: If all our sins are forgiven, then why does the Bible say we’ll have to stand before God to be judged? Does this mean it isn’t enough to believe in Jesus and put our trust in Him as our Savior? — Mrs. S.L.
A: No, this isn’t what it means. One of the Bible’s greatest truths is that when Jesus Christ died on the cross all our sins were transferred to Him, and as we put our faith and trust in Him we are forgiven — freely and fully. The Bible says, “God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us all our sins” (Colossians 2:13).
This is why we don’t need to fear God’s judgment once we have committed our lives to Christ, for now we’ve been cleansed of all our sins. We deserved God’s judgment, for we were guilty of breaking His law — but Christ took all our sins upon Himself, and He endured the judgment that we deserved.
As the Bible says, “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God” (2 Corinthians 5:21).
Why, then, must we still stand before God some day, even as believers? The reason is so God can reward us for what we have done for Him. The Bible doesn’t explain in detail what those rewards may be — but it reminds us that we are still accountable to Him for how we live. Our greatest reward, however, will be to hear Him say, “Well done, good and faithful servant .... Come and share your master’s happiness!” (Matthew 25:23).
Is your goal to serve yourself — or to serve Christ? Make sure of your commitment to Him, and then put Him first in everything you do.

Reading the article by Rev. Graham brought back memories of my very similar thoughts during a sermon at our church on “standing before God“ at the Judgment Seat a couple of years ago.

Not too long ago, after our Pastor’s heart transplant, he had a real revealing & moving sermon one Sunday concerning the glories of being in Heaven. He made everything seem like it will be so delightful in Glory. I remember asking him "So, does that mean that God isn't going to yell at me?" He chuckled and responded, "Of course not!" Then proceeded to explain in language I could understand, why God will not 'yell' at any of us who believe. We, who believe in the One True Living God, will not receive any punishment but will stand there to receive rewards.

Imagine that!

We who deserve punishment will instead receive kindness in it’s place because we trust in the innocent blood of Jesus Christ to save us [and He will too]. Don’t we have a cool benefit package folks? Jesus loves all us so "that all may be saved". We truly are SAVED BY GRACE.

I thought I’d share that happy truth tonight in case anyone else has these very thoughts and may feel troubled over it.

Hope this blesses all who read this.

Happy Valentines Day

More Remodeling: Hallway Project

As it is true in most of America this weekend, the weather has been dreadful: cold, wet, overcast, and just plain nasty. It's impossible to do anything agreeable outside for more than 5 minutes. So, we decided to proceed with our house remodeling project. I was going to wait for our finances to catch up, but, hey, it's only money.

We plan to install more Pergo flooring, same color as the office. Before installing the new flooring in the hallway, though, the walls had to be painted. They're all scuffed, dented and faded. It's been about 10 years since the last painting.

Yeah, it was time.

Here we go:

It takes a lot of preparation
before opening the first paint can
to get it right.

Sweetie had to do all the cutting in
higher than my face. My neck problems won't allow
such dramatics anymore.

Letting the first coat dry.
NEVER buy Velspar Signature Series (Lowes) paint.
There's no other word for it ... it's crap.
One coat covering my arse! It was as thin as water,
and we thought it would never dry!
It's expensive too. I should have demanded my money back.
Next time it's Sherwin-Williams all the way.

Many hours later, the latex paint is still drying!

Since this paint is so sorry,
and it's so expensive, I thought it best
to install a chair rail to protect our investment.

Sweetie installing the chair rail
with his new brad nailer gun.
Yeah, another expense ...
Well, we did need it.

There ya go! A nice new chair rail.

Our new living room wall!
The vivid colors really dress up the furnishings and pictures,
don't ya think?!
Nothing shy about the way I decorate. :)

Now comes the really fun part of repainting all six hallway doors bright white. And it's NOT the Velspar brand, thank you very much. The white paint on them now is so old it looks grey. Then comes the pulling up of almost 20 year old carpeting, cleaning the area throughly, and buying the multiple packs of Pergo flooring.

Then, of course, the actual installation. *sigh*

There went the budget this month ... *giggle*

I keep telling myself, "I'm having fun", *ouch* "I'm having fun" *ouch* ...

Texting For Seniors

Since Seniors are texting and tweeting, there appears to be a need for a STC (Senior Texting Code).

ATD: At The Doctor’s
BFF: Best Friend Farted
BTW: Bring The Wheelchair
BYOT: Bring Your Own Teeth
CBM: Covered By Medicare
CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center
DWI: Driving While Incontinent
FWB: Friend With Beta Blockers
FWIW: Forgot Where I Was
FYI: Found Your Insulin
GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low!
GHA: Got Heartburn Again
HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement
IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?
LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out
LOL: Living On Lipitor
LWO: Lawrence Welk’s On
OMMR: On My Massage Recliner
OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas.
ROFL… CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing… And Can’t Get Up
SGGP: Sorry, Gotta Go Poop
TTYL: Talk To You Louder
WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?
WTFA: Wet The Furniture Again
WTP: Where’s The Prunes?
WWNO: Walker Wheels Need Oil

We Are Barbarians In Gilded Cages

It has been my belief for many years now that this descent of women in the eyes of the world is also the descent of all mankind. Women always have been, and always will be, civilization itself. This is not meant as a slight to men. Y’all have your own important chores to perform. But it's up to us ladies to teach others what is acceptable, what isn't, and to care and nurture children. Our wonderful Western European culture seems to be reverting back to it’s old barbarian ways.

Recently, I read an article by Mr. Jim Mahoney in the American Thinker. He starts his article [The Descent of Woman] with these thoughts:

For over fifteen centuries in the world touched by Western civilization, Christ's mother embodied the feminine ideal. During this time, the Virgin Mary's dignity extended to all women.

She inspired the arts and literature. Most importantly, she inspired mothers who in turn inspired their children to honor and respect femininity. The age of chivalry was a product of the veneration of women who modeled themselves on the Mother of God.

Makes ya think doesn't it? Women used to enjoy a spot on a higher plane than what we’ve settled for these days. He goes on ...

Such women behaved and dressed modestly. Not only did their modesty conceal their physical charm, it also masked whatever blemishes nature may have imparted. Most of all, free of physical distraction men attuned to the spirit appreciated the vastly more important and enduring qualities of their women. They understood true beauty: the beauty of the soul.

Beauty of the soul. Think about that pearl of wisdom for a minute. Do we see any respectful representations of womanhood these days on the TV or in a film? Not very often. And ladies, lets admit it, do we deserve to be respected? Look at the Movie Stars or other prominent pig women [what I call them] we presume to admire in the media: Cameron Diaz, Lady GaGa, Madonna, any female “star” that comes to mind. It's slim pickens for proper young ladies to emulate out there!

If there were an enemy bent on destroying all humanity, he would find no better place to start than by destroying femininity. Despite social pressures to the contrary, women will probably always form the next generation. "Liberating" young girls from a model of purity and docility to God and supplanting it with a burden of guilt, shame, and rage would breed mothers who would inevitably infuse their children with resentments and hostilities thereby creating a self-propagating blight sure to infect future generations.

I'm one of the millions of women that are a victim of the “liberating” Feminist Movement and the Zero Population Birth garbage that was spouted with great vigor in the 1960s and 70s. All these things are a worse teaching than the New Math [Remember that one? Thought I never would learn how to multiply!]. Mind you, I enjoy voting and owning / inheriting property! Those rights should not have had to be fought for. Our female ancestors should have demanded that respect hundreds of years ago.

I thought to achieve and be "successful" I had to be more like a man in the business world. I neglected having a family because of it. At least I never murdered an unborn child, so, that’s not weighing on my conscience. But, it's still a barren, empty existence to have had a "wonderful" career but no children. Your career won't call you up on birthdays or holidays, nor care if you've eaten in three days or if the heater is still working on cold nights. It's an empty feeling indeed. It's much more important to be a good mother and wife. The rewards of being a loving parent outweigh any amount of money a person can make. Money is only created by governments so they can tax us. Money is fleeting. But real love ... love is everlasting. Love is forever.

Although late in life, in my own small way, I’m trying to better myself. Maybe in this one humble change, I can make a difference in our society. It's a rough road but I'm an eager student. I am: reading the classics [it’s valuable for learning manners, proper English, etc.], reading the Holy Bible more [for a better moral compass, trusting in Christ is essential!], reading history books [to preserve our culture], turning off the TV or only watching dignified shows. I’m trying to speak more respectfully to and about others, not be slanderous or vulgar. It’s OK to disagree and speak the truth but there’s no need to be rude. I try refraining from wearing clothing in public one couldn't wear to church [honest to goodness I wish printed T-shirts would go out of fashion] and so on. Of course, it’s impossible to dress nice on my motorcycle but at least I can try to look better.

If we could all teach the younger generation these values, our culture will benefit from it. It may take a whole generation, or it may take 20 generations, I don’t know, but things would get better again. Remember ladies our strength is in our feminity.

And those are My Thoughts Exactly.

Sitting Alone Digging Up Bones

Myra and Dad
Early 1990's
Bostic, Rutherford County, NC

I was thinking [and that's dangerous for me] last night, that seven years ago, I got the cellular call from Dad that my step-mom of 36 years, Myra, had died. Hubby and I were up in Atlanta, GA, at one of the annual International Motorcycle Shows. I remember it as clear as if it was just yesterday. Poor thing had been in a nursing home for several months prior to this. We were expecting it but not this soon. Dad had had to put her in the home because of the Alzheimer's, which is such a horrible, devastating disease, and while there she contracted pneumonia. Dad's health was failing too and he couldn't take care of her properly anymore. That must have been a very difficult decision, not one that I would relish making. I'm so glad that she didn't have to spend years in that depressing home. Jesus was extra merciful and took her home with Him quickly that she may be in Glory.

Among Myra's many talents of sewing, crafting, painting, and housekeeping, she was first and foremost a superior cook! Her meals where always to be desired. And it's funny too because that was her maiden name. She was related to the famous Cook's who came over on the Mayflower. I still have many of her recipes and use them frequently.

Here's one of my favorites. This is really good! One can also substitute ground beef for the turkey. It actually tastes like pizza with no crust. It yummy and no heavy carbo's. [drool]:

Myra's Pie Pan Turkey

2 cups chopped turkey
1 1/2 cups diced sweet onions
1 cup shredded mexican cheese ~ or swiss or provolone, any you prefer
4 1/2 ounces mushrooms
1/2 teaspoon salt

Topping:
1 1/2 cups skim milk or any milk preferred
3/4 cups Bisquick
2 eggs

Combine topping ingredients. Let sit.
Combine turkey or meat, onions, cheese, mushrooms and seasonings in large baking dish. Mix. Pour topping over turkey, etc.
Bake at 375 degrees for 35 to 40 minutes or until golden brown.


If you're a member of Findagrave [it's free], won't you please take a moment to leave a virtual flower on her grave? The obituary I wrote for her is there also. I know she'd say Thanks and I do too.

Have a blessed day y'all.

We're Finally Done!

After much anticipation, we are FINALLY finished with the home office remodeling.


As you can see, Maxie 'helped' lay the flooring.
Riiiight! :)


Once we got away from the walls,
and all it's strange protrusions and angles, the floor went very quickly.


And, here 'tis! In all it's glory.
This is facing east.
How do you like my new Z-Line desk?
Smart looking, huh?!


I decided to put the two cabinets together
for a better effect. Looks like one long one now.


Now I have an excellent view of the
bird feeder & woods just outside these south facing windows.


There was also room for our fold out sofa.
The room can double as a 3rd bedroom when needed.

Well, I hope y'all enjoyed the tour. Even with all the new aches & pains and one trip to my Pain Doctor, it was worth all the effort. Our next project is rip out all the carpeting in the house and replace it with Pergo flooring.

But that's another post. :)

Hope you're staying warm and safe my friends! Thanks for stopping by.

The Shortest Distance Between Two Points Is Under Construction

We started on my home office remodeling project! By my request, Hubby very kindly gave me a new modern desk for Christmas. No, I'm not going to tell you what kind it is. You'll just have to wait for the photos. :) I got to thinking ...the desk will look so nice, why put this on that old ratty carpeting. Why not redo the floor first?

"Hmmmm. Good idea, sounds simple enough" I mumbled as I mulled the possibilities over. The mauve carpeting is outdated and looking every bit of it's age of 18 years. Now with three dogs it has aged even faster.

As most of y'all know, we live way out in the country. Trips into town must be planned or you'll spend all your time on the road and at over $3 a gallon, that's not a happy thought. Well, we made the trip to our local home improvement store and purchased the necessary replacement flooring. By the way, we'll be installing Pergo wood strips in a color that matches the existing wood blinds.

Got home. Since some of what's in my office must go into the attic, got to looking at what's there already.

"Hmmmm," said I, "You know ... this attic needs cleaning and straightening". Hubby agreed. [Whew!] So, first we had to spend two days in the semi-dark, cold Netherlands of our home vacuuming, sneezing, sweeping, sneezing, rearranging, getting rid of old junk, sneezing, throw out more old junk, on and on. By the end of this endeavor, my allergies where in a total uproar but it was looking so good up there, I thought, why not buy large plastic containers and repackage everything?

So, back we go on the 60+ mile round trip to the local home improvement store and bought more than a dozen storage boxes with lids.

Now the attic looks super but the office is still undone.

So, this morning we got down to brass tacks and spent the whole day in the office. First order of business was moving the desktop computer to an out-of-the-way location. It had to be reconnected and running to have Internet service. Of course, the Internet didn't work then, we had to start all over ... SIGH ... and after a phone call for help to the local Idjit Internet Service, we're up and running again. Then hubby broke down my old Island Size L-shaped particle board desk. This had to be one of the 12 Labors of Hercules! Simple!? HUH! Finally, poor guy, that's completed. Out to the trash heap it goes to be burnt.

And this is where we stopped this evening ...

Where the L-shaped desk once resided

This is where my new desk will sit

This wall will pretty much remain the same.

The slide out sofa / bed will sit
where my desk used to be.

Oh, and I just noticed that the baseboards and window sills need repainting before laying the flooring.
siiiiiiiiiiiigh
This simple project is beginning to snow ball! And now we both ache all over because our aged bodies are no longer accustomed to manual labor.

Well, who knows where this will end up?!! Hopefully, I'll have my "new" office soon. Maybe my next post? :)

If at first you don't succeed, redefine success.