My lawn may be approaching the height of the Serengeti after a good rain. I could have hidden lions in it.
The pantry shelving in my laundry room decided to collapse. Boy, I had a lot of food in that pantry. Luckily only the canned pears and pear butter broke. (I am joking as to my perceived luckiness, sugary smooshy things that flow across the floor and everything else are not fun.) And why did this happen? Did the previous owners use minimal attachments when placing it on the wall? Would you be surprised if I said yes?
I poured a whole cup of coffee on my nightstand. (You might be surprised just how often I do that. There may be too many books on the nightstand and I may not be looking where I am putting it down. Maybe.)
My house is still cracking and settling from the post and beam work in January. Every week is a new lesson in "Huh. That is a new and interesting crack in my dining room/kitchen/ceiling/wall".
There are a lot of little things beginning to fray around the place. I suppose it is spring, and we all have extensive to-do lists. I am going to put on some offensive (but really bouncy) music and get to work today.
|Towel rack. I have noticed they work better when attached to something.|
|Just looking at this picture is daunting. I am glad no one was in here. This is before I knew pears were involved.|
|The poor coffee and tea stained nightstand draining after the most recent douse.|