Yeah, in case you have forgotten: Aaron's been out of town on a business trip. Still is.
The only upside to Aaron being out on business trips is that I'm able to Get Shit Done without him trying to prevent me or bitch about it.
Case in point: the Thrift Store Gods have been smiling upon me this past week. My favorite purchase:
A very old, very heave metal and wooden desk and chair. The paint is disgusting, chipped and bumpy.
Four cans of Royal Blue spray paint and three layers of polyurethane on the desk top later and it looks like this:
And now the boys fight over it.
A few days ago I went to another thrift store to get Griffin a shirt to use as a smock (Aaron refused to give up any of his shirts he hasn't worn in the past ten years, damn his hording issues). So I ended up getting a bunch of shirts (to cut up for sewing projects), some sweaters for felting and this:
A three dollar quilt. It's currently being washed a dried. It has a lot of tears in the patchwork but come on, three dollars!
And if Aaron was home through all of this, you had better believe he would have been don't spray paint that now and what's all those shirts for? and you're gonna do WHAT to those sweaters? and why'd you get a falling-apart quilt?