I've been kidnapped. Entrapped. Held for ransom by an unyielding piece of furniture from the 1970's. The last part of the project was supposed to be the "easy" part. Ha! Michael and I both worked on it for 2 hours tonight and got less than 1/3 done.
I am very good with words. I love vocabulary and grammar. Language is my strength (which might explain my choice of career). Math. Not so much. Measuring. Not at all. Michael helped me with all the measuring for this part of the project. He said something about 3/8 of an inch and I looked at him, like a deer in the headlights and said, "I have no idea what you are talking about. That makes no sense to me whatsoever."
Somebody save me. Make it end.
6 comments:
OMG I can't wait to see it!!
my love for math and hate for words could explain why I have so few blogg entries! :-) Can't wait to see it.
I am so looking forward to the finished product! Mostly so your blog is no longer held hostage by it.
It was not exactly my idea of a nice relaxing evening.
You should have a glass (or bottle) of wine when you're done. Definitely.
Good luck!
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