Unhinged

 

I gave The Mister a lecture about finding things to do inside during our latest Heat Dome episode. 100 plus is too hot for old folks and he refuses to admit he's an old folk. This came back to bite me in the you know what because I spent the entire day yesterday....holding screws. 

It all started with needing to put down a threshold in the downstairs entryway. The door needed sanding first because it was just a tad too long but the hinge had rusted and wouldn't release. Then the old screws stripped so we couldn't just take the whole thing off and put on a new hinge. It took most of the day trying one thing after another until my spinning wheel oil finally did the trick. Mission accomplished, I thought.

Was I finally able to claim some me time? Nope. 

There was just enough time before dinner for me to mix up some joint compound and help put the first coat on the patch we had on the ceiling from the big upstairs bathroom leak. Serves me right. I just should have let him go sweat it out outside. 

What I'd like to know is how I have no time to get anything done around here but he always manages to find the time to crank these PbNs out. This is the second one since the Grands gave him two for his birthday in April. I've got to be doing something wrong.