Friends, I have been absent for about a week or so now. You have just experienced how I roll. ADHD....hyperfocus. I have been consumed with staining my intricate deck that was dry beyond believe and spray painting my patio furniture red. Oh, yes....and the birds. Wait till you hear this one (another day). I can assure you, however, that I was talking to ya'll (see how TEXAS I am now) in my mind as I was working.
Here is an important beauty tip I discovered this morning. NEVER TRIM YOUR BANGS WITH WET MASCARA ON YOUR EYELASHES. If you are unable to ascertain the importance of this, just imagine little tiny hair trimmings stuck to your eyelashes for the next two hours. Doesn't this smack of a Pinterest post? Perhaps I should think about that. Top 10 personal hygiene FAILS. (I had to double check my spelling on "hygiene.")
I live and die by Google and Pinterest. Not that I ever put anything on Pinterest, but I can find the answer to almost anything there. Also, YouTube. I forgot to mention that I taught myself how to wire up my home theater through the ceiling, walls, and attic this week. And I actually DID it. Sort of. Again, my poor patient husband climbed up into the 'attic' with long sleeves, long pants, a mask and assorted tools in order to manage the ceiling part of the job. He did this not once, not twice, but so many times I can't count. Coughing from the fiberglass fragments, sweating like a sweat lodge participant. I know he was cursing me under his breath, but I never heard a word.
I say 'sort of,' because we lost a wire in the wall and have now been messing around with that problem for three days. It was my fault because I pulled too hard on the feeder wire and broke it. I know dear husband is now out of the game, but I think I have convinced my dear brother-in-law to participate.