Hubby and I have been trying very hard to simplify our life by being organized. We want to clean up our garage full of junks to be able to park our car there again.
And THEN I brought this home. It was sitting by curb all alone with a little sign says "I'm free. Please pick me up". It looked so lonely and I was sure I can make her as pretty as she once was. I couldn't just ignore her and go on my way. I had to pick her up.
It is understatement to say hubby was frustrated . We have enough junk and things to fix already and my 24 hours seems getting shrunken everyday and why I keep bringing home projects. I'm frustrated with myself as much as he is. When I will get around to make this okay enough to bring inside is really really questionable....