It's a good thing I love this child so much!Today I took over a debacle from my eldest child.
Eight hideous looking metal desks arrived at my back door this morning.
(Thank you Matisse for your use of the truck).
The problem?
The desks belong in Timpview's Journalism Lab.
The mission:
To restore them to their previous life before school starts.
All was going well until a shelf fell on my middle finger.
I think my finger might be broken.
At the very least I'm going to loose my beautiful fingernail.
Now twelve cans of spray paint later...we are almost finished!
Clarification...
Emily did not desert me through the project.
She has sanded unceasingly and inhaled a lifetime's worth of toxic fumes with me.
Good times today Emily!
2 comments:
OOHHH!! I'm SO sorry!! I'm surprised you can still type! I know how painful that can be!
Good thing you picked the most attractive picture of me you could find, or else this post might have really been a downer.
P.S. Thanks for helping me, mother dearest :)
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