Busy hands are happy hands
I had intended to write this about "out with the old, in with the new". Except there isn't really any "new" that is in, except for splashes of color and maybe some drawer pulls when I can afford them.
What I am though is happy. I wrote something other than a blog post today. I will be doing a lot of that this week. I'm looking forward to it. I found my happy someplace today. It's been gone for a couple of months. I mean, you try hard, and things don't work out like you want them to. It happens a lot; well at least to me, but I know too that God isn't through with me yet. After all, I woke up today.
Today I fixed things and worked on things. I repaired the cat scratching post that the pussycats shredded. The tube that connected the two pieces was made of cardboard and covered with rope. The cats made quick work of the rope and then quicker work of the cardboard. It's made of some kind of pressed wood that's covered with rope now. When that doesn't work, I will get a piece of 4x4 and that will do the job.
I did some work on the bathroom, too. I eliminated the last reference of the ex from that room by removing the stickers she put on the mirror. Sometimes you have to let go. I sanded and applied primer to the bathroom vanity. The primer is grey. The vanity will be black. Or white. I haven't quite made up my mind. The grey primer came in handy because I want to paint the walls grey. I used some of it here and there to determine if I liked it and how it was gonna look against the pink and white tiles. I think it'll look nice. The other option I'm considering is putting up some chair rail and painting the lower half of the walls white. That way the pink fixtures will have a white background and the walls at my eye level would be grey. Still thinking about that, though. I will probably just go with grey because the linen cupboards will be white. So will the new baseboards that will go in.
The last thought I want to leave y'all with tonight is one about tradition.
Why can't I find a cherry pie on President's day?
What I am though is happy. I wrote something other than a blog post today. I will be doing a lot of that this week. I'm looking forward to it. I found my happy someplace today. It's been gone for a couple of months. I mean, you try hard, and things don't work out like you want them to. It happens a lot; well at least to me, but I know too that God isn't through with me yet. After all, I woke up today.
Today I fixed things and worked on things. I repaired the cat scratching post that the pussycats shredded. The tube that connected the two pieces was made of cardboard and covered with rope. The cats made quick work of the rope and then quicker work of the cardboard. It's made of some kind of pressed wood that's covered with rope now. When that doesn't work, I will get a piece of 4x4 and that will do the job.
I did some work on the bathroom, too. I eliminated the last reference of the ex from that room by removing the stickers she put on the mirror. Sometimes you have to let go. I sanded and applied primer to the bathroom vanity. The primer is grey. The vanity will be black. Or white. I haven't quite made up my mind. The grey primer came in handy because I want to paint the walls grey. I used some of it here and there to determine if I liked it and how it was gonna look against the pink and white tiles. I think it'll look nice. The other option I'm considering is putting up some chair rail and painting the lower half of the walls white. That way the pink fixtures will have a white background and the walls at my eye level would be grey. Still thinking about that, though. I will probably just go with grey because the linen cupboards will be white. So will the new baseboards that will go in.
The last thought I want to leave y'all with tonight is one about tradition.
Why can't I find a cherry pie on President's day?
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