I got it in my head to scrub and bleach my counter top in the kitchen, as well as everything sitting on the counter. I did that and didn't want then, to leave the cabinets looking less than spiffy; so I dug through my supplies and pulled out a spray bottle of wood conditioner. Perfect I thought! So I climb on my kitchen stool and go around the room, happily spraying and cleaning the cabinets, I took care to catch any drips with the cloth as I went. WELL. It appears that the sprayer was doing some serious overspraying or something, because when I finished, the cabinets looked really nice but there were spots of this wood conditioner all over my nice clean counter. So I had to wipe it down again. This is how my life goes usually. And I even try to look for things like that so that I can circumvent them.
I just talked to Mark, he is still at Colonial Harley Davidson but thinks he will be done soon. He tells me that he bought a cover for his bike. THIS because after months of talking about and shopping for a shed for the bike, which we agreed we would buy, we still don't have one. The bike is in the garage and the cats apparently have decided they would like to crawl about on it. There were claw marks on the saddlebags this morning when he got it out. That was unpleasant.
I think a shed would be my best answer. I really want more than anything at this moment in time to finish off the garage. I can't even begin to do that with the Harley sitting in there. It isn't like the powerwasher, that I can just grab and drag out when I need it out of the way.
So, are we boring or what? I usually have bunches to say, but really life is kind of swallowing me right now.
Debbie Miller and I had lunch last week and she asked me if Mark and I would consider starting a Table Group. We thought on this for about a week and decided we would. I haven't really moved forward on this yet, and seem to be having trouble doing so. I'm not sure why.
Well, maybe I do. You know; I always seem to lead stuff. I really just want to let someone else lead for once. I want someone to start a group and invite ME, because they like me or because someone told them they might or because they don't know any better. I want to just coast in one little corner of my life and let someone else drive. Is that too much to ask? I always tell people what a control freak I am, and maybe that is why I always lead.
Any thoughts, comments or therapy will be welcomed.
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