Of course what I really mean is the state of the blog address, I just couldn't resist a tiny bit of presidential talk with the election coming up.
Besides, my blog is in by far better shape than the union!
It might seem like I've been sluff'n with no recent project posts, and I assure you that is the truth, that yes I have been sluff'n.
For someone who has had jars of paint on her dining room table for the past three weeks I'm sort of at a loss for what I've been getting done. In fact it looks to me like I've been getting a whole lotta nothing done.
There is one project started that with any luck will be done this weekend.
This big black 50 year old toy box.
It was made by my dad out of really rough plywood, which he had painted white with 1970's goldish/yellow trim. I remember painting it green once, and I do not remember painting it black but obviously I did.
At some point after it was painted black, I loaded it with stuffed animals and shoved it under the stairs. Now it's in my dining room wearing the wrong look of chippy paint.
I've also been busy with our roof.
No I don't nail shingles but I would like to shove a few up someones azz.
I've been busy with it because the company that replaced it did a horse shit job and I have to make phone calls with them and insurance, and our agent.
Yes I just swore twice, I'm no angel .... and I have said worse than that regarding this whole roof escapade. I hired the highest rated bunch of clowns I could find.
But I'm not going to write much about the roof because it makes my blood boil and I want to throw things or put shingles where the sun don't shine on a couple people.
Instead of swearing more, I'll just show you two photos of the job. I won't say "finished" job because this isn't over by a long shot! My roof looked better with the old shingles on it. They have plenty of excuses for why it looks like this that I don't really want to hear, because frankly I don't give a dammmmm, I just want it fixed.
Seriously, the hail storm that damaged it to begin with was at the beginning of June, now they say they are waiting till spring to fix it. To FIX the NEW roof. It's just mind boggling to me that a new roof needs a fix and that months and months later I'm still dealing with it.
The silver lining in this roofing cloud is that both the shingle company and the roofing company guarantee their product and work, so in the end I should have a good roof, but if anyone thinks they are getting fully paid before the roof is where it should be they can kiss my sass.
Also in the State of The Union, Brawn and I had to admit something to ourselves.
Our eyesight isn't what it used to be. Well he never really had great eyesight, but me, mine was always fantastic. I thought something was wrong so I had my eyes checked.
The eye doc did the exam and asked my age then said I have some good news and some bad news.
The good news is there is nothing wrong with your eyes. The bad news is your just getting old.
Thanks doc. That was about 15 years ago, and now I keep pairs of readers all over the house.
So one night sitting in bed while the half-blind man of my dreams controlled the remote for the television that he really can't see, I realized that I can't see the darn thing either. Faces are fuzzy, if there are words I have no idea what they say.
I found myself constantly asking "what does that say?", and the answer that comes back is always the same.... "I don't know I can't see it".
I couldn't tell what channel it was on, what ones he was skipping too, I couldn't see the little box within the picture showing another program, and I actually realized why people on TV haven't aged, it's because I.can't.see.them.
So we took a look at where we could put a larger screen for our bedroom viewing pleasure. Over the fireplace was the only spot, the one place I didn't want a TV, then we got the largest that would fit our budget and the space.
Different shows are watched at night from the comfort of our half asleep bed position than ones on the large family room TV. I just watch what other people have tuned too in both places, it doesn't matter much to me, hence all the car shows, news shows, and the overdose of the History channel that I am subjected too.
We have a pretty good size bedroom so the TV isn't close to my eyes, it's about 18 feet from my face to the front of the screen. It really doesn't matter how far it is or isn't, because I probably couldn't see the small one even at 10 feet, remember - I'm getting old, I received that diagnosis from the eye doctor.
After the new TV was up, the first thing I proclaimed was how old some of those people looked now that they were hanging in full size over my fireplace. It's amazing how enjoyable watching television can be when you can see what is going on.
That young guy from Counting Cars, well he's got all sorts of gray in his whiskers and he's not the young pup I thought he was when I couldn't really see him. And now I can see what the American pickers are actually picking.
Even though the last thing I wanted was the TV out of the cabinet and hanging over the fireplace, we found a solution, and lets just say it involves some old barn wood and the hardware that comes in this box..........
And with any luck that project will also be finished this weekend.
The blog will be back to it's regularly scheduled programing next week, so stay tuned for a converted big black toy box and how to hide a big black television over a fireplace.
And don't mention my roof.
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