I know it is hard to grasp the import of this occasion, but believe me when I say it has been quite a difficult journey…and I almost have George shoved completely into that blasted shed!
His foot is now firmly in the door…there are only a few (rather large and bulky) items left in the house which need transport outside….BUT, I nearly have a room in the house where I can create my own space!
This morning George started taking outside his thousands upon thousands of model paints, glues, decals, books, plastic sheets and boxed models waiting for his construction! The workbench that he inherited from my Dad was completely empty, completely filthy and halfway out of the closet when I arrived in the front room.
I found some cleaner, a roll of paper towels and completely cleaned the bench for him…thrilled that soon I would be able to begin construction of the closet daybed/sofa/storage unit!
I grabbed my phone and started surreptitiously taking photos of the bizarre work my husband was doing…….
I am about to reconnoiter the shed…………….(yes, this is a clandestine mission worthy of Sgt York!)……
Instead of talking (okay FINE! Writing about it! sheesh….) I’ll just let you watch the film!