How do you or how did you or how would you request help? Between John and me, we're not worth the powder it'd take to blow us across the street. Talk about heading for old age in a hurry. We need help sometimes.
My kitchen has been bugging me...no, no, not the cabinetry paint...I'm cool with that being on the perpetual back burner...I mean the shifting of a humongous microwave. It's going to require a he-man. So a week ago I began hinting about where the microwave would look better and be more efficient. Right. It has taken me that long to subtly drip, drip, drip that information into his consciousness. Is that what you do? (I have a vague memory of my mother requesting my help in this way, too.)
Today is that day. I have a honey-do list a mile long. At least. It involves furniture shoving, deck cleaning and setting up, and some carpentry skills not to mention an AC unit going in upstairs.
Perhaps, he'll require a pie...some little something...we'll see how it goes. And, yes, I will share the befores and afters.
~the end of heavy backpacks for this school year~
Today is the grands' last day of school. I will have them all day tomorrow and then Tuesday through next Friday. After that, they will be with their mother for the summer. My son was able to land a good job in his field so my daughter-in-law gave her notice. I am so happy for her and for the boys being with their mom...just as it should be. I'm going to miss those little guys. It has been a special blessing for me to get to really know them better. They are a hoot; they make me laugh every single day! Sigh. Now whatever will I do with myself...