Thursday, May 22, 2008

When the Cat's Away...

It is with great trepidation that I send my husband off to Sailing School this weekend. I'm not worried about him sailing, although he doesn't know how to swim, so that's a small concern.

What I'm most uptight about is the fact that I'm planning to paint our bedroom while he's gone, and I haven't even started removing stuff from the lair. This project calls for decomposing a disgusting mammoth closet as well.

Could someone please hand me a crowbar?

1 comment:

*~Tamara~* said...

Now see, you didn't tell me that the job involved demolition. You only asked if I would help paint. Had I known there was going to be a crowbar, I would have dashed right over!