Listening: Etta James, Ooh Poo Pah Doo
Sneaking: Oreos before dinner
Whoo-hoo! I finally got up offa my lazy butt and nailed the backs of the bookcases on. I did determine, however, that I'm much more crafty than handy. I'm terrible with a hammer. I've emptied a bunch more boxes and got stuff all stacked up -- of course, I still need to go through and trash a bunch of it. I have a lot of junk. I come from a long line of pack rats.
I need to dig my sewing machine out so I can make some curtains. Then we'll be a-rockin' along. And this coming week I'm going to start on the revisions. Tony's had some good comments too -- I've got some pruning to do.
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I don't think "handiness" runs in our family.
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