Tuesday, August 21, 2007
there is nothing worse than feeling that you are at the mercy of men. i know that women can do anything, yadda, yadda, yadda. i was able to remove the vintage sink & console and get it to the curb myself, but retiling and putting in a sink was beyond me. i would rather pay a professional. after waiting to get bumped up to the top of the tiler's list since the first week of april, i finally called him last week and said that i would resort to doing it myself. obviously, these are the magic words. my plumber rocks and his work hinged on the tiler's. officially, my status of redneck has ootched up a bit and i don't have a hole in the wall where the sink was supposed to be.
hurricane dean is bringing more rain today. we made a list of emergency foods to get today: water, matches, ben & jerry's (pistachio pistachio, halfbaked, cherry garcia---storms demand variety), mallomars, wine, cheese and crackers. so, we are well ahead of the game.
studio is kicking my ass and taking names. i had everything put away and then wanted to make something and it is all back out, but being at the mercy of yourself is way better than what is behind door number one.