After taking them into the shower to wash off the stripper and sludge, they still were sticky in places. Yuck. One more treatment should do the trick.
However, I did not sew one stitch.
I made it to my workout. And my walk. But not to my quilting room. Grrrrrrrrr!
Tomorrow is another day!
One quick note....
I sent an email to a few close friends joking about how sometimes men should "humor the little woman"....i.e., listen to us, because sometimes we do have a clue. Michael had asked me which stripping product to use on the front porch posts and after pointing it out, I offered unsolicited advice that perhaps he should reconsider his choice of a trashed plastic cookie tray to hold the stripping solution while he slathered it on. He chose to continue with that tray, and shortly afterwards, we had a good laugh over his shock at the speed with which his container of choice disintegrated.
One would think, truly, that SINCE I KNEW THAT COULD HAPPEN, I would have had better sense yesterday. But I didn't. And fair is fair....
As soon as I saw what my feeble brain had permitted me to do, I told Michael to grab the camera.....
I still do not believe I did that. I've been laughing about that ever since (when I'm not cursing and throwing tantrums about having to strip those four doors again tomorrow)!
1 comment:
OK, you are following rule #1. No sewing unless chores and workout have been completed.
YAH YOU!!!! Now it is my turn to follow my own advice. LOL!
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