These are the new steps the husband is building , they are wonderful. I told him that for 8 years I have been hauling my big fat butt up into that shed and it's a tall hike. He must have taken me seriously because look at how lovely this is. It is now, oh so EASY, to get in there!
It isn't like I didn't have anything else to do today. I did way to much. Including pulling up about 8 years of irises multiplying and overgrowing their designated areas. A whole WHEELBARROW full! If you would like some you can have some, really I will mail you some. Just say if you want 6, or 12 or however many. If your too greedy you won't get it all. You must like surprises because they are some shade of purple, blue, and 2 tones of burgundy, and who knows what is what? E mail your address. If you don't have my e mail leave a comment and I will put my e mail address in a comment on your blog.
I am serious, you can have some.
The wind chime I bought, I wish you could hear it.
The wind chime I am making. It is in process, it is not done.
This is the pan, or what is left of it. I am trying to clean it. It is one of my favorite pots.
Today I worked like an army of men. I need morphine. I am in PAIN. Lest you think I jest this is what happened today.
My house STINKETH!!
I scrubbed the kitchen from top to bottom, all of the walls and the cabinets.
I did the laundry and also took my throw rugs outside and scrubbed and hosed them. The curtains had to be washed. The floor had to be mopped. The house still stinks but it's getting better.
After cleaning the inside like a maniac. I decided to put the first coat of tung oil on my rocker. It only takes a minute. That went well. It went so well I decided to re oil the kitchen table top, the hutch and the top of Kayla's dressor because she has just about ruined it. After all the hardest part is getting the stuff out and the rag was already soaked with the oil.
I then needed to go to the bathroom. This is the Coffee Bean part of my day. I flushed the toilet and it over flowed. It did not have just pee in it. Yep, you guessed it. The plunger was no where to be found and AGAIN my husband was not at home! Twice in one weekend? I found the plunger and plunged like crazy and thought it was fixed. So I gave it try, and flushed the toilet. No, it was not fixed. It overflowed again. I did not cry. I stuck my arm in that thing trying to find out what was clogging it up. Nothing but a dirty arm. Hey, I'm a nurse, I clean up crap every time I go to work. For once in my life I was cleaning up my own instead of somebody elses!
Since we are doing laundry some already dirty towels sopped up the gallons of yukky water on the floor. MORE mopping. More cleaning. I bleached myself. By now the hunny is home and am I ever glad to see him.
I was sick of the house, sick of problems and frustrated. I thought to myself go out into the garden.
I went out into my garden and worked like an army of men.
I pruned, weeded,and dug up that wheelbarrow full of irises.
My yard looks awesome.
The house is clean.
The laundry is half done, I am not that nuts.
The furniture is getting refinished in stages.
I really have lost my mind, some one help me.
I am going to lie down now. I flushed all my pain medicine down the toilet in a previous moment of insanity, and I am so sorry. I need a doctor. I need a nurse. I need to find my mind because I am very sure I lost it.