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Sunday. It’s a beautiful day, perfect for a picnic. There is a nice warm breeze that makes me smile. I thought the summer was over and I’m really glad we got some more warm days.
I wore shorts the entire week and that makes me super happy.

Yesterday I asked my son to help me drill some holes so I could hang my art project, the one I was working on last week.

It’s called: “Getting My Hopes Up”

I’m pleased with it. I felt that the wall was too naked and I wanted to hang something there. I started a project very long ago and left it in the basement. A couple of months ago a guy came to replace the device that measures how much gas we use and accidentally knocked down the frames and destroyed the pattern I had created so I removed it and decided to do something else.
Since I don’t want to lose my hope and I’m struggling with it very often, I chose to use the word HOPE and hang it on the wall as a reminder.
A dear friend suggested hanging the frames that way (going up). Then he asked me: “Do you know why?”.
“Yes, it’s better to keep our hopes up”.
I really loved his idea.

I also wanted to use the chainsaw (that I successfully assembled on Friday), but I couldn’t because I didn’t have the oil. When I remembered to get it, the store was closed. Better luck tomorrow.

Anyway, I couldn’t resist taking this picture. I named that one: “Dressed to Kill”

That’s how I won’t dress when I use the chainsaw. I still don’t know how I will.

As I predicted, I can’t find anywhere the goggles I know I have. I kept bumping on them for two years and now that I need them, they are nowhere to be found.
I know that as soon as I buy new ones, the old ones will appear.
I’m tempted to do a last search in the toolbox. Who knows, maybe one day I decided to do something I rarely do (tidy up my crap) and I put them there… I doubt it, but I’ll check anyway.

I’m going to enjoy the rest of the day doing what I was doing until now. And that is: not much.

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~ by DotedOn on August 28, 2016.