|Sounded kind of like that.|
|Hmmm, Something appears to be missing.|
|I wonder where it landed?|
|Did my thread holder always look like this?|
So basically I got no sleep... However! I formulated a plan.
|Cabinet is back! Thought slightly "off."|
|Time to recycle the old coffee table top|
|Cracked top removed.|
|Drilling holes in the rough cut board.|
|Finished! Not pretty, but it works.|
|Good thing my Dad was Swedish.|
|My job when helping Dad.|
There are moments I catch myself becoming him.... including all the things that bugged me about him I was growing up. (He would forget where his tools were while he was working on something. My job was to hand him stuff.)
Cheryl is supposed to hand me my tools as I need them, but she was busy today. So I had to rely on my own failing memory to remember where I laid the hammer and screwdriver. Even then I still "lost" them.
|Still a few little jobs to tackle.|
Tomorrow is Farmer's Market again. Cheryl has been working feverishly and we will want to get their earlier than last week for the best spots. Apparently, there will be music and BBQ along with a free raffle. Perhaps it will draw in a larger crowd.... or not. Either way, Cheryl wants to be prepared.