It’s not that hard to create a Monster
All I wanted was a simple little box of safety pins.
Chunk was in heaven. She jumped into empty boxes and peered at me through the flaps. She batted ACCO clips off the bed and onto the floor. She chewed rubber bands and tried to eat some Scotch tape (not good, the cat eating tape). Murphy came to the doorway, took one look, got the “Oh, Crap, she’s on a mission” look and disappeared until after dinner. Every male in my household has perfected both the look and the disappearance. The words hubs dreads more than any are, “Hey…I was thinking about that (door) (deck) (light bulb)…”
Years ago I decided we needed a medicine cabinet in our bathroom. I found one at Lowe’s for $29. Simple enough. You cut a hole as deep as the cabinet, shove the cabinet in the hole, and tighten the brackets. No plumbing, no electricity, easy. Except there was a big wire in the wall that apparently had a major role to play in providing power to one half of the house. Did you know that electricians charge you like, triple time on Saturdays? What the heck? No one accidentally severs a little wire in the wall on weekends? When do you think most people are doing those stupid fix up jobs? 9am on Tuesday?? I don’t think so. So, the cabinet ended up costing closer to $229. Then I didn’t like it after it was in. Every time I opened it something fell out. Stupid cabinet.
No one around here ever seems happy when I get an idea. How did I know that the bookshelf was actually an inch larger than the ceiling on the stairway? Who walks around measuring ceilings? “Dude, what are you doing this weekend? Wanna hang by the pool?” “No, man, I can’t, I wanna measure all my ceilings.”
Why else does Lowe’s carry all that wall patching stuff? I’m the only one buying it? I don’t think so.
Those damn boxes of safety pins are smaller than you would think. And it appears they tend to move around in the dark. Where I thought the pins were, they weren’t. Repeatedly.
Several hours later, voilà! Pretty, huh? A place for everything, everything in its place, to quote Ben Franklin and Winnie T. Pooh.
Ahhh, oops….talk to you later.
