Happy Thursday
Yes . . . I am sure that today is Thursday the 7th of March. Sometimes I need a bit of correction when I get lost.
Today was the fourth day of working on the living room flooring. It is satisfying and so it is well with my soul.
When a task is started, it does turn out to be more complicated than at first thought. Neither one of us were turned away from our beds for a night. It took a bit of planning much like a farmer needs to plot out portions of his farm.
I believe I will be content for a day or two to watch traffic go by as I perch upon my cherry red chair. No one was injured in this latest task.
On my next shopping list will be protectors for the legs of our refractory oak table. It is a heavy one, as evident of the protectors that hit the garbage can. Why not protect flooring when it is easily done. A while back Kevin made sure I could move the kitchen range with by putting felt pads under the skids. Even the heavy two-tiered oak cabinet that we use as a television stand has felt pads under it. Hmm. No, I did not move it out before applying my juice onto the floor. What I did was push it back as far as I could against the corner walls. When the floor is dry, I will pull it out a bit and no discrepancy will be seen. It’s a Grammie thing.
I admit to you this task of the floor has tuckered me out. But . . . if you repeat that, I will deny it.
With that I take my leave. ♥