Following along.

I have 1 follower!! Yay me! Yay Sue! I am just starting to share this blog with the people in my life. I wanted to make sure there was content. Regular consistent content before I let everyone know about it. Along with my time management issues, I occasionally have issues completing things. Have I mentioned that?
I have 2 other blogs that I had the very best of intentions for but as life got right in front of me and held up a stop sign, I slacked off. So I created this blog to address my issues, share some how to's and and amuse myself. And hopefully amuse y'all.
I am currently working on my first big How To. And I think you're gonna love it. Of course I'm writing it and rewriting it but it's coming along. I should be posting it in the next couple of days. I have some free time coming up because Bubba is going to a an construction convention for a few days. So I'm gonna get off of my big slacker butt and get to work. Gotta go, Bubba needs help packing up his portable radial arm saw. Talk to ya soon!

Airing my dirty laundry.

Have you ever walked into someones immaculately clean house and had them say 

"Oh, sorry my house is such a mess." 

And you're looking around thinking 

"What mess? You mean the dish sponge that is very so slightly crooked on the beautiful dish where you keep your dish sponge? Really?" 

I hate these people just a little bit.  

The reality of my house is very often quite different. While I do "pick up" every day. And the house gets vacuumed every day, a lot of the time my house looks like this:

Make sure you take note of the full of dryer lint trash can. Wouldn't want you to miss that. I know you're all just dying to get your hands on the paneling. And the vinyl flooring. It's definitely my favorite part of our laundry room. It just "makes"the room. 

We're very lucky to have a laundry sink. Because where else would I keep this stuff:

And I wouldn't want you to miss the proof that I have a hard time completing many, many of the projects I start:

This is the gun cabinet I'm turning into a "coat closet". Almost complete, except for the last piece of trim that needs to be painted and installed. The hooks I need to install so we can actually hang coats in here. And the baskets I need to find and purchase for us to throw our shoes in. Oh and the sanding that needs to happen to the drawers so they slide a little easier. 

So there's a small peak at my "real life."

 In my "novel life" I have a laundry room like this one:

photo courtesy of Hampton Design by way of coreasotropa.wordpress.com

I think I could do the worlds laundry in this room. 

Gotta go, I must have overloaded the washer. Bubba just came out covered in soap bubbles. Talk to ya soon.

Grand Ideas.

Me, himself and Ry moved to Delaware in April of 2009 from The Fabulous Florida Keys. Now you know where Bubba gets his crazy from. My evil plan was to work in a restaurant for the summer (we live near a tourist destination and there's good money to be had) and then spend the fall and winter thrifting and building inventory for my reclaimed vintage furniture business. Which I would then unleash on the world in the spring of 2010 to wide acclaim and accolades making me a millionaire. Or at least a thousandaire. Of course that plan was interrupted. So after the summer gig was over, I took a job as the manger of a year round restaurant. I had what I thought was a great schedule. Weekends off, 3 nights, 2 days. Got to spend time with Bubba and thought I would get to go out to dinner with Ry once in a while. Hahaha. Turns out, when someone pays you a "salary" they actually expect that you'll work 22 days in the space of 5. I was EXHAUSTED. All day playing monster trucks and then all night at the restaurant and then 4-5 hours of sleep before I heard the roar of monster truck engines in the morning. I was too tired to do anything more than I had to. Which meant that the only furniture work getting done was in my sleep deprived brain. Let me tell you though, I designed some pretty cool furniture up there. My best idea was to smash all the monster trucks and glue their little pieces to table legs. Bet you've never seen anything like that. I told Bubba that plan and he nixed it. Probably a good thing. So I finally got fed up and quit. No, I had no alternative source of income. Yes, we have bills to pay. No, I'm not sure how we're going to do that. But the monster trucks now have an arena and we're about to build the snack bar. And that little beauty in the photo is getting my attention. Gotta go, Bubba's having trouble with the table saw. See ya soon.