Well, nothing got done on the studio this weekend.
No, we weren’t being lazy (much), but we were kind of at a standstill since the lumber for the interior walls didn’t show up and we hadn’t picked out anything for the floor yet.
Actually, it was a nice break for Rick since he spent all day Saturday on a service call and putzed on cleaning up the
4 ton bread slicer Sunday so that it can get put to work and earn it’s keep.
But his break is short-lived, because I picked up the new flooring today. Yes, you read that right. I picked it up. Literally. Since I had to go to Rice Lake for a dentist appointment, the Menard’s store down there was having a sale on floor tile so I volunteered.
And it wouldn’t have been so bad except do you think that any of the employees milling about would notice a little thing like me humping all that wooden tile into a flat-bed cart and offer to help? Nooooooooo, notta one. And that crap was heavy too! Each container was about 50 pounds and there were 13 of them. I about kissed the cashier when she asked me if I wanted help loading it into my car!!
Help was the operative word here because I loaded half of them. And I broke a fingernail. Down to the skin. And it hurt.
So to make myself feel better, I bought myself a present.
It’s called a Cobs-A-Twirl and will be my new Winter entertainment since I didn’t get the other squirrel
torture device toy made.
Winter just might be bearable now.