girl at large

Despite good intentions of a fresh start, yesterday was crap too!

We can’t drop a 220 line for the dryer without putting in a sub panel so we need to get a gas dryer instead. Paul put up the clothesline directly across the walkway at the basement stairs. Running downstairs for a tool or another roll of paper towels? Smack, wet burp rag in the face. Oh, wait, that happens to me all the time anyway.

Paul believes in temporary fixes and jerry-rigging. I live by “do it once”; spending three times as much time planning before doing. This is not looking good for our relationship .

At least we both can agree that salvage yard excursions make great restorative breaks.