It’s like this. Gary and I both seem to have this incredible ability to start projects. We’re impulsive, full of gusto, eager to draw pictures, and SURE that it’ll be gorgeous by the time X Event comes around (typically within two weeks from our start date and involving a minimum of 10 people showing up). Not only are we both impulsive, but neither of us can focus on one project for long. Something else comes up and we move on.
We have one coat of paint on the walls in the TV room. We spent over two years with no drawer-fronts in the gorgeous built-in bar. The wall we tore down two Thanksgivings ago is still painted with primer only. Our deck is stained everywhere but under the custom benches. And now, our upstairs bathroom has been gutted… since December.
One thing’s for sure though. We’ve definitely painted the upstairs hallway. Four times.
Now fishing season is upon us and time is short on home projects. But just for the heck of it, Gary tore out the driveway this weekend. He wants it longer, wider and made of gravel instead of the existing pavement (don’t ask).
I commend him for the fact that the boat is still wrapped up, though maybe that’s to keep the moth poop off of it. Pete’s coming from Cali this weekend to FISH.
by stacey
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