Mommy and Lili took this particular Friday off to engage in work of the organizing, sorting, piling, 2 x 4ing, and sweeping variety. Because Mamarella has been feeling overwhelmed by all the cooking, Kowalski trips, spring cleaning, and replacement screen hanging to be done around the house, Lili and I concocted a plan to clean out and organize our overly-stuffed garage in order to make room for the work bench Mama inherited from my grandfather. A Mamarella needs her space, after all, and it might as well be in the back corner of a two-car garage. Since I can barely manage to unlock the garage door without breaking in to the clammy sweat of a person confronted with unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory, I called in the handyman troops (who happily traded a few hours of manual labor for a super-sized Burger King value menu). They drilled some hooks, threw up some shelves, and voila! Mama's little outdoor office was complete. They also managed to shut the garage door on a can of paint, thereby throwing it entirely off track and ultimately requiring reinforcements from the local garage door repair company, but that's another blog for another day.
Lili also got in to the home repair act and helped Mommy sift through samples of potential paint colors for the bathroom. Good thing she was wearing her work overalls.
Happy Friday, ya'll.
Mommy and Lili took this particular Friday off to engage in work of the organizing, sorting, piling, 2 x 4ing, and sweeping variety. Because Mamarella has been feeling overwhelmed by all the cooking, Kowalski trips, spring cleaning, and replacement screen hanging to be done around the house, Lili and I concocted a plan to clean out and organize our overly-stuffed garage in order to make room for the work bench Mama inherited from my grandfather. A Mamarella needs her space, after all, and it might as well be in the back corner of a two-car garage. Since I can barely manage to unlock the garage door without breaking in to the clammy sweat of a person confronted with unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory, I called in the handyman troops (who happily traded a few hours of manual labor for a super-sized Burger King value menu). They drilled some hooks, threw up some shelves, and voila! Mama's little outdoor office was complete. They also managed to shut the garage door on a can of paint, thereby throwing it entirely off track and ultimately requiring reinforcements from the local garage door repair company, but that's another blog for another day.
Lili also got in to the home repair act and helped Mommy sift through samples of potential paint colors for the bathroom. Good thing she was wearing her work overalls.
Happy Friday, ya'll.
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