Cape Ann Handywoman broke her "hammer" and is out of service for a few weeks. In reality, I turned my ankle over a curb and broke my fibula. I am in cast and my right leg can bear no weight for 2-4 weeks. I am not in pain, just experiencing a severe case of frustration in not being able to walk. Humbling experiences remind us that we need to work on our humility muscle, no?
Karen needed some help bringing an old room back to it's ole glory. She took care of taking down the old wallpaper, only to find that an old door door had been filled within the walls. I re-plastered all those walls with two skim coats of joint compound, primed and painted them with her colors. From the first time I applied the plaster, Karen saw with glee, in her mind's eye, how the room was being transformed. She kept checking and visiting the room as I worked over a week-long period. When it came to the last step - painting the walls and trim with her colors - I made her wait until I was completely done before giving her "The Great Reveal." Karen's expression of joy, awe and appreciation
