I went out with some friends today.
We did a bit of “shopping”. Though I shiver when I mention that word. I am not a typical “shopper”. I don’t believe in it. It’s against my religion. Okay, that’s not true. But I do not like to shop for shopping sake. I go out to buy stuff when I need it or want it. I do not go shop to go shop. Today was fun. The shopping did have a purpose. And it was well served.
I found a desk I want.
I am convinced I can build it.
It does not matter that I can not draw a straight line (even with a straight edge, a level, and all means of techniques that would allow for this). It matters not that I have no ability to design or hammer or function as a builder of any kind.
What matters is I believe I can do it.
So I took a picture of it but to see it better I had to send it to my Facebook because I am to inept with my phone to send it to my email.
One of my friends commented and asked if I time traveled back to 1864.
Oh geez would that not be phenomenal? Of course it would!
But since I can not time travel I will instead drive my poor Husband crazy by dragging his relaxing and tired arse out in to this miserable weather to go to a lumber place and by what I think I need. Though I don’t really know what I need. But I’m going to go get it.
The plan: finish this blog. Post it. Holler at Husband to go read it. While he is reading it I am getting ready to go to lumber place.
I shall create time travel by making my office look like 1864.
This should be interesting.