Buh Bye Bob!

Okay, since I can not figure out what to do with water Bob, and PopPop has given me permission to break up with him in any way I see fit, it’s buh bye, Bob!        Now to break it to him.


Bob, it’s not you, it’s me.

Well, ok, it is you.

When we first met, I felt like you were the perfect one!     So nicely groomed, and packaged!    So precisely folded!      So useful!!

slob, humor, Water Bob

My new man!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But then, after we carried our relationship to the next level, you just sat there, wishy washy, as if you were filled with liquid, or something!        I need someone who is sturdy, and dependable!

True, you stayed in place, and never left me, but what a cold fish you were!!     I need more warmth than you provided.

slob, humor, water stored in the tub

Once the crisis was over, you deflated like a balloon.      I need someone who can stand beside me, come what may, both good and bad!

You never once gave me any compliments, or responded verbally in any way, when I spoke to you.        I have to have conversation!!         The strong silent type is not for me!!

And I really hate to mention this part, but you need to know.      Your hygiene wasn’t the best, at the end.         You didn’t finish drying off after your shower, and there was a …                                         I have to say it…… a slight mustiness about you.           When I make an effort to stay clean, and fresh smelling for you; the very least you could do is show me the same courtesy! 

 Then, you just stayed in the corner, all balled up, like a useless blob of nothingness.     

slob, humor, empty water bob

Bob is a big, blobbing bother now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Get up, and do something, man!!           I have my own depression issues, I really don’t have time, or energy to be your caretaker!!

Maybe next time, things will work out for you.       It was nice knowing you.

Buh bye Bob!! 


An Irma post, brought to you by the letter “B”, and water.

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Nicole’s Nemesis

Nicole’ s nemesis is disorganization. And clutter. And dirt.  So… Actually that’s 3 nemesis es.  Nemeses?? Like crisis crises?  Nemesi? Like octopus octopi?  Nemesisulum like curriculum??

Any way, she has 3 major enemies.  (I know how to make that plural!!)

I had her come back on Thursday 12-17.  To finish working on getting rid of her 3 arch rivals.

We started in the workshop, going thru boxes.  We got 2 boxes and 1 bag for donation to Salvation Army!  ( I prefer donating to them because over 80% of their donations are actually used for helping people, not ” overhead”, and million dollar salaries. )

Yay!  And they actually made it out of the house today!  Woo hoo!

Then we went into my bedroom, and tore into it.  Literally!  We decided 1 of the built-in dressers needed to go, to make space for my new ( to me!) computer armoire.  Does anybody really ever NEED 2 dressers??  Not me!  I don’t have enough folding clothes to fill up the 8 drawers I have left in the other built-in!

So, handyman DH was called in action.  His he-man muscles were put to the test.

Here’s the proof:

mitch takes out dresser

Flex those he-man muscles, DH!

 

Now, how my “home office” looks!

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Well, you can’t see the filing cabinet to the right, but that’s the finishing touch!

 

Then, we decimated, (and by we, I mean DH!!!) the left closet to make a sewing “room”.   What an excellent use of space!   Thanks, Nicole!!

closed closet door

Left closet as it was.

In progress:

closet under deconstruction

Master carpenter at work! Closet under deconstruction.

Ta Da!!

New sewing room!

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The mirror, the bins, and the idea- all Nicole!!  She is SO worth the money!!   If you live in central Florida, hire her!  You’ll never regret it!

Ok, commercial over, back to our regularly scheduled post.

 

 

My room makes my heart sing!!   It’s all new, and ALL MINE!!