HA! Bill ( my fiance) just looked at me and said..."turkey would taste good when we get back". He is actually thinking about what to eat when I get home in three weeks!? WHAT? I should ask him what I am fixing two days from now so I don't have to plan it.
I have been steadily working towards finishing up some projects before the big trip. Over the last few days I planned on getting the dishwasher in and a door moved to a different wall at my daughter's house. TA DA! Dishwasher works! The old door has been taken out, framed up and drywalled. The new door opening is there...but now so is a wall opening and ceiling opening....hmm....why am I never satisfied with "good enough"? Now I will be framing in the wall again, leveling the floor on the room adjacent to bathroom, replacing the ceiling in that room, moving a floor register (and replacing the tiles where it used to be), putting in a threshold running all new trim and rerouting some plumbing....tearing out all the kitchen cabinets and plaster....etc...etc...etc...just wanted to move the door and have a working dishwasher...oh well, give a mouse a cookie and it wants a glass of milk....
So after my triumphant victory over the dishwasher installation I was sitting at home, actually lying in bed, and my phone rings. Instantly filled with dread, I am picturing flooding all through the house from my handywork. I picked up the phone and I asked, "what happened?" My sweet daughter's voice on the other side says, "Can I have a kitten?" ..................
NO! I tell her....
NO! I tell her....
So...here is her kitten.....
