|pretty meadow near my house|
It's that time to keep myself busy. Wednesday is Michael's Heaven Date. If I keep busy, I seem to be okay. I NEVER know how I will react to the actual date. I tend to look back when I think I really should be looking forward. I am my own worse enemy. Like his brothers tell me, I should celebrate his birthday (August) and just let May 8, that horrible day go by. That's what they do. Of course we all know, guys do things differently - plus, they are not mothers. Actually, they tend to keep quiet and keep it all to themselves.
I took apart and sanded a old redwood patio chair that we had back when I was a kid. I have been meaning to do this forever. The chair is 53 years old. I have one more chair to do and a settee. Totally took it apart, sanded down the redwood and had to replace some pieces. Then yesterday, the Husband and I bought some wood putty and wood screws - together we are assembling it back together. It looks good. Then I will shabby chic it or paint it - when all the pieces are done.
That makes me happy. But being the hopelessly, senti"mental" slob that I am, I kept mentioning how many "seats" sat in those chairs, those 53 years. My folks gave them to me 30 years ago so they have seen backsides of my kids; Michael included. My best friend, Susie who died 2 years ago - sat in those chairs. Good times and good memories. - We are re-building them with screws so that Lord willing, they can last another 53 years and will continue making good memories, long after I am gone.
I'll post a before and after picture when we are done.
So as long as I have a project - I am fine.