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Monday, April 18th, 2005
Today we hung a new chandelier in the entry hall. It’s a reproduction turn-of-the-century gas and electric fixture from J.F. Pegan, and it’s been hanging out in the front bedroom (aka junk room) since before Christmas.
We didn’t have a tall enough ladder to install it before, but we got one at Lowe’s week before last when D’s car was in the shop and he had a big-ass Dodge Ram rental truck. When I heard he would have a truck for a couple of days, the first thing I thought was, “What can we buy?” Yes, I’m a shopaholic – why do you ask?
Here’s my sweetiepie being a good sport about perching 12 feet in the air dealing with this chandelier:
Good thing he’s not afraid of heights.
I am strictly a ground dweller. I helped about as much as our younger cat Henry (who totally disregarded the rules of plastic bag safety), hovering around with my camera … oh and unwrapping the shades and passing them up to D. See there, I had a purpose. And I was also the one who found the missing stockpile of light bulbs.
This weekend was so productive. We did all that pruning on Saturday, and then did some more this afternoon. I cleaned up a couple of dolls and sewed a dress for one. I printed out photos of our niece E’s 6th birthday party and of our pruning adventures for my scrapbook.
Ahhhhhhh. It feels so good to have accomplished something. With my business trip at the end of March and then birthday parties galore, we have had a dry spell.
Plus, I enjoyed the physical exertion of the pruning and hauling limbs all over kingdom come. Really, I did! Once upon a time I was an active human being. I even took aerobics, tennis and dance classes in college. But since I became a real-world adult (supposedly) two years ago, I have become a large mushy vegetable.
I feel tired but not because I am entering a boredom-induced coma like usual. I am tired from doing REAL WORK!
And now it’s sleepy time.