What was I thinking?
In my eagerness to get the first coat of clear stain on the custom made frame for my painting project, I goofed.
Hubby is home this afternoon from paid work to finish a project of his own, putting in the last two windows for our home, replacing the thirty year old ones.
While he tries to take a sun break near where I am, I figure he’s easy prey for my project and I get him busy shaking my can of stain.
First goof up. As he’s shaking I remember and then confirm by taking the can and read, “do not shake.”
I shake my head. Get my rag and begin applying the stain rubbing into the wood frame thoroughly to eliminate any possibility of air bubbles being left behind.
Hubby says, “How many coats do you have to do?”
With my inside voice I’m thinking…one, cause that’s all I wanna do.
With my nice outside voice, I say, “I’m not sure,” as I casually pick up the can to read the instructions. Should have done that before I started – I usually know that sort of thing.
I discover that six hours of drying time is needed before the second coat is applied and with a light sanding in between. Ugh, then the can wants me to put on a third coat. This is going to take days!
But, I have a bigger problem to deal with because my hand is sticking to the can.
Second goof up. I’m not wearing gloves.
I quietly mention this to hubby, who wisely says…well…nothing.
So, for a clear stain, after four, then five soapy scrubbings with my vegetable cleaning brush I still have tanned diagonal stripes across my palms.
Perhaps I should have purchased a ready made frame.
The one-third done project is sitting on the table outside waiting for its next coat of stain. It can wait. Six hours the can said. I’ll be in bed by then.
Instead, now I’m writing. Hubby is watching TV hockey and kinda watching over the dinner cooking. That’s another project I got him doing. It’s good to keep him busy when he’s taking an afternoon off work.
The painting is nearly done – the one I’ve been creating since my Arizona holiday nearly six months ago and I will be happy to see it and the frame together and off to live with their new owner.
Come back to visit soon. I promise to show and not tell.
Living in Truth 
Midnight Meanderings
Turns out I’m working again.
The photo above was taken while on a missions trip to Mexico in 2005. My husband Ross and I were with a team of approx 50 people and it was a whirlwind of activity. Since then I ended up in the same location several more times. I love the photo, the memories it stirs up of fun, sun, closeness, companionship, love, grief, sadness for others, shared experience and hardship.
It all added up to joy. Serving. Giving.
I’ve been in the restless stage of life, at least for me it is restless. I am seeking to link in a lot of loose ends of my life such as writing, painting (art/creativity), volunteering with Freedom Session – a 12 step faith based healing/discipleship/recovery ministry, keep growing as a woman – education/new job/new activities, etc….and then call it all a career.
Perhaps I simply need to call it my life.
But, here I am, past midnight getting all excited about so many possibilities of things to do (though by 7 tomorrow morning all I will want to do is hop into my bed) However, in all the planning (thinking) I’ve discovered there are a couple significant events taking place this year.
This year we will mark our 34th wedding anniversary…
This year I will turn 60…
This is amazing to me because I seem unable to relate to that fact. I just got used to saying I was 50, then admitting I was 55 and now suddenly 4 more years have passed me by. Then to top it off, I’ve been married nearly 34 years – how does that happen?
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