Porch Pose

PP and I came home, and tried to get in.    Couldn’t.    Porch door lock was cranky.    So, I jiggled it a little, which usually works.     Nope!

The lock  pieces fell out into my hand.   Shock!!

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Yep, something just like that!!

 

PP began screaming, crying,

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Yep, looks just like PP in full voice!

 

and banging on the door like she was locked out of an ice cream store.

I tried pulling on the door.   Nope, no go.     Sat down on the conveniently-left-outside-the-porch chair,

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(This is obviously inside.    But it’s the same chair.)

and began dialing.

Sweet Friend not answering.    What could you  possibly be doing that is so important, you can’t answer my distress call????

Finally in desperation, after 20 minutes of wailing, and crying, and oh yeah, PP doing it too, I called XH.

He came right away, thankfully, but couldn’t get the door open either.

Why??    Cuz, duh!   The lock was broke!!

So, he went thru the unlocked (Thank God) workshop.     Hey! why didn’t I do that??    I dunno, a screaming toddler???   No light???    Didn’t think of it???

He had to bang on the latch to get it open.     Relief!     Spelled “O-P-E-N D-O-O-R”.

Later Sweet Friend asked me where the pieces of the lock were.

I threw them in the  trash or recycling.   I dunno.

“Why would you do that?   Why didn’t you  keep them?” he queried.

Oh, I dunno, an upset, screaming toddler throwing herself at door??   Because they were broken???   Because I didn’t realize there was gonna be an autopsy??

Anyway, Sweet Friend took off the latch part, so we wouldn’t get stuck again.    Thank you, SF!!

Then, that weekend, he installed a spanking new lock!!      What would I do without my SF???     (Besides never being able to latch my porch door ever again, I mean!)

 

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:

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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!!

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Left closet as it was.

In progress:

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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!!