Ebbing, flowing, and general projecting

So a girl might think that she's pretty busy. She might think that between her hypothetical job, her social life, her husband, her projects, and her two cats (one of which who vomits with the regularity of something that should be exorcised)...she might have puh-lenty of things to keep her occupied.

By the way - anyone got a good priest lying around that specializes in exorcisms?

She might even think that on top of everything that she maxes her days with, that she still did a good job maintaining regularity at the gym - enough to get a "Hey Mary!" every time she comes and goes - and still, at the end of the day, nurture a healthy addiction to wine and cuddling with her husband in front of Tivo.

And then?

The best friend goes and gets engaged.

And this girl?

She apparently decides the she can squeeze in obsessing over dresses, and colors, and flowers, photographers, sites, rings...pant pant...like it's her own wedding all over again.

Cuz people?

Seriously - planning weddings is fun.

And I WILL do it if it SUCKS the final free moments from my day.

Because I love this friend...

That and I get to help plan a wedding and not PAY for it. This is key.

But it also means I might periodically, GASP, defer on some of my, SHUDDER, projects.

Do not despair!

If you've ever witnessed the planning of a wedding you would know it goes in ebbs and flows. Or some crap like that.

So right now we're flowing...to sites and more sites...and then some more sites again.

But then it will ebb a little. And we will return to our regular schedule projecting.

And doing projects too.

Oh! But I did try my hand at sheetrock recently! I'd show pictures but I have yet to magically move the pictures from our camera to the computer.

But then I can post them for the world to know just how handy I am with gypsum, joint compound, and a putty knife!

A microwave walks into a bar...

So I'm sure some of you have noticed the sudden silence on this blog.

And if you have followed my other blog, you might have assumed the sudden silence was because I suck, and am lame, and am just not blogging for whatever unacceptable reason.

But you would be wrong!

I mean, yes, I am guilty of those afflictions. But in this case, it's not directly a result of said accusations!

It's because we took some time off from the projects. It was rather involuntary actually. I make it sound like we took a vacation or something. Rather, Trevor has been inundated with schoolwork which left me somewhat high and dry when it comes to working on the Coach.

He's, like, extremely handy or something...and I sort of use him for his brain and creepy ability to know just about anything and everything when it comes to electricity, plumbing, carpentry, or any other thing that ends in "y" or "ing" that involves restoring an RV.

But then I decided to strike out on my own!

Reclaim my independence!

Have some faith that I have learned enough to branch out on my own and not burn anything down. Or break something beyond fixing. Or maim myself to the extent that I might cry for my mother.

So I sat down and thought about all the things we have to do on the Coach, and then thought about all the things that didn't require either a second set of hands, or the higher skills and education for which I rely so helplessly on my husband for.

And that is how I came up with this weekend's project.

I installed a new microwave!

There once was a gaping hole where a microwave lived:
















And along came a nice, brand new, fancy schmancy microwave that has NEW! and COOL! and revolutionary! Inverter Turbo Defrost technology!















And it made a nice little home in the previously gaping hole so Mary and Trevor could enjoy microwaved popcorn and reheated leftovers whenever they pleased:















The end*

*well...sort of. I still have to finish the trim around the edges. But hey! We have a microwave now and I did it without loosing a single finger, or breaking anything beyond repair.