Learning a lesson the hard way

I won’t draw this out, but seeing how it is clouding our days right now, I can’t but mention it.
The lesson learned1; don’t fix what isn’t broken.
W. and I decided to refinish our bedroom furniture over the holiday weekend. It didn’t go as planned and we ended up painting it black. Not that black furniture isn’t contemporary and all that, it isn’t what we had in mind at all. And now we can barely stand to have it in our room. In fact, we’re sleeping in our basement guest room tonight because our bedroom smells like paint. Poor W. is lamenting over the entire matter and there is little I can say to assuage her feelings of discontent. Moving on.
I golfed 18 holes yesterday while taking pictures for a golf site I’m working on. I had a great time, golfed well, and got some color on my bald head. Now I look like a blushing Casper.
As I went to water my vegetables and herbs on my deck this morning I noticed some critter had chewed holes in my basil. Upon closer examination I found some shiny beetles gorging themselves. I’ll be keeping an eye out for them. Might need to mix up some sort of deterrent to keep them away. More research needed.
Summer is going by so fast and I can’t shake the feeling like I should be getting more done. Need to breath and relax. Breath and relax. Now focus.
Image: I had considered posting before, during, and after pictures from this laborious refinishing project but didn’t have the heart for it. I wouldn’t want to remind W. of the pain suffered should she ever decide to read this blog. This is me mustering the strength to push on.
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“blushing Casper” is cracking me up.
Refinishing furniture is no joke. I did my bedroom furniture this summer before I moved down o DC. It didn’t turn out the way I initially imagined, but it’s actually better than what I had in my head, so that was lucky.
Summer IS disappearing quickly, isn’t it? I can’t believe it’s already July.
Go take the poor woman furniture shopping. This can maybe be the guest room furniture? Or given to GoodWill. Or left on the curb where it will be snapped up I’m sure…
I agree summer is flying by. I love May when the whole summer is potential, it seems to last forever, then suddenly I’m seeing the word “fall” on stuff in the mail, and I’m realizing when I finish doggie school it will be September…and I won’t be in school….which is also feeling strange. I’d like to get this summer to slow down…somehow.
Are the bugs on your basil Japanese beetles? See this link for information:
http://www.pueblo.gsa.gov/cic_text/housing/japanese-beetle/jbeetle.html
Yes. That it what was eating my basil. Is this bad? I wonder if I have a problem with them in my lawn.
Sorry about the furniture. Back to the furniture store, hug! Have a good b-day. Your card is in the mail. Tell W. hello from us. Love Brendama