The Week in Review
Posted by Kevin......
Stace works hard, there is no doubt about that. She is the most dedicated person I know. This week she worked her normal schedule at the counseling center (including 11 hours Monday and Tuesday each!) and saw a client at her private downtown practice.
So last night we agreed that I should make dinner during the week from now on.
I see this as a good thing, but I fear there is only so much "Chicken with an unknown combination of Asian sauces" Stace will put up with.
Much to Stace's chagrin, I was on "stand-by" all week. (I didn't fly but I still got paid.)
I called my buddy Brenden (like so many of us in the aviation industry, he can be found sitting at home on a weekday afternoon too) and I borrowed him and his pick-up truck to grab the last few panels of drywall for our basement remodeling. "I love going to the home store." He said.
Brenden is also finishing up a basement project, although much more massive. He had to re-route plumbing and electrical, built walls to make rooms, and installed a whole bathroom.
While walking to the checkout, he suddenly grabbed an armload of constuction lumber. "I should get these. There a good price, ya know?" he said with an Irish accent.
The next day, I installed the drywall and began filling and taping the seems.
Stace is in charge of painting, since I am unlikely to paint a wall properly. There is ample evidence of that in our home.
So the painting will wait until Stace isn't so busy, and until I learn to make something other than "Sesame Mandarin Teriyaki Sweet-and-Sour Chicken".
Stace works hard, there is no doubt about that. She is the most dedicated person I know. This week she worked her normal schedule at the counseling center (including 11 hours Monday and Tuesday each!) and saw a client at her private downtown practice.
So last night we agreed that I should make dinner during the week from now on.
I see this as a good thing, but I fear there is only so much "Chicken with an unknown combination of Asian sauces" Stace will put up with.
Much to Stace's chagrin, I was on "stand-by" all week. (I didn't fly but I still got paid.)
I called my buddy Brenden (like so many of us in the aviation industry, he can be found sitting at home on a weekday afternoon too) and I borrowed him and his pick-up truck to grab the last few panels of drywall for our basement remodeling. "I love going to the home store." He said.
Brenden is also finishing up a basement project, although much more massive. He had to re-route plumbing and electrical, built walls to make rooms, and installed a whole bathroom.
While walking to the checkout, he suddenly grabbed an armload of constuction lumber. "I should get these. There a good price, ya know?" he said with an Irish accent.
The next day, I installed the drywall and began filling and taping the seems.
Stace is in charge of painting, since I am unlikely to paint a wall properly. There is ample evidence of that in our home.
So the painting will wait until Stace isn't so busy, and until I learn to make something other than "Sesame Mandarin Teriyaki Sweet-and-Sour Chicken".
1 Comments:
At 6:20 PM, Anonymous said…
Remember that time we went to Super Giant Mega Colossal Humongous Gargantuan King China Buffet and you remarked, "Just how many different sauces can you put on chicken?"
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