68!

 

Happy birthday to me. I'm 68 today and feel every inch of it. I had to go to the dentist yesterday for a checkup and right before I left the house I took a nasty fall-right on top of The Mister who was on the floor trying to put the bottom panel on the new dishwasher. I got tangled up in the vacuum cord and went right over-splat. If that's not an old lady thing nothing is. Last night we were both feeling the affects of that splat. 20 years ago that fall would have been a big laugh. Not so much at 68.

So how am I spending my big day? Finishing up the cabinets I hope. Getting those knobs lined up on the all those drawers has been an adventure. I've used every trick I know to get them even. The template was great for the big handles but for centering the little knobs-not so much.

And talk about stress....there's nothing like drilling holes into your brand new (but discontinued) cabinets so if we make a mistake it will be there forever. Even The Mister had the heebie jeebies.  I was hoping to have this done so I could empty some boxes and put up my tree tonight but that's not going to happen. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not.