Well here we are at day 2 of the new year. It's starting slow because we,are all on vacation and have no schedule. It will soon be upon us with school starting next week. But for now we are still bums. Plus it was major college football time last night and well it didn't exactly go our way.
Who knew that 2015 would make me a Oregon Duck fan?
Who knew that 2015 would make me a Oregon Duck fan?
Today I am choosing to be grateful for my gift of a husband Marc Hill. That man has loved me through it all. Good times, ugly times, sick times, prosperous times, and broke times. His love comes in the reflective form of Jesus through sacrifice and service .
Marc's native language is service . Want to know you're loved by him? Just look at his actions. He always puts his family first from choosing a job, planning his schedule or spending his money the Hill tribe benefits from his every action.
So today an important item on his list will be taken care of by me.
The garage is as close to a man cave as he will ever get and
unfortunately it looks like this right now.
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| stop judging me |
What the heck is all this ,as Marc likes to call it , "debris" doing here? Well some would be Christmas that was taken down and never put up. Some is " crafty" items left over from making gifts. Nothing says "we have been in here daddy " like a touch of glitter on the work bench The rest I like to file under " miscellaneous " otherwise known as I -might-totally-need-this-one-day treasures. Did I mention what a patient and tolerant man he is?
So today the love in action plan is to restore the garage to its former glory.
Minus a few specks of glitter here and there. Glitter is like the chlamydia of the craft world, it just keeps on spreading. At the very least I want to clear it enough that he won't trip over the giant bottle of modge podge on his way to retrieve an allen wrench.
Wish me luck I'm going in.
