After my
handy-guy, Rick, pull the office door off the hinges for me, I set about
stripping wall paper off the door. My mother and husband had glued on the door a
fantasy picture of what I think was an artist’s concept of Rivendell. Beautiful
but overpowering. My darling Paul
enjoyed the oohs and ahs of visitors admiring the poster. His contribution to
the décor of our home.
Wheelchair scrapes
mark the lower side of the picture with the edges peeled back from the top
corners closest to the heater vent. Without the dungeon master of role playing
around to create excitement for the print, the door looked sad and damaged. I
determined to remove it.
As in any project I
endeavor, I have been thinking about how to do it for several months. Really.
That is what I do. Over think e v e r y t h i n g…
I popped the door
on two facing counter stools and scored the face with a box cutter in long X
patterns. With each cut, I prayed that my
dearly departed was not fashioning lightning bolts to hurl down from heaven. I
prayed he understood or at least forgave me for the desecration.
Next I pulled out
the Shark Steamer.
Three years ago, I
managed to drag Mom out at 3:00 A.M. for the Black Friday Sale. You know the
day after Thanksgiving. We stood in a long line in Macy's surrounded by stacks
of electronic kitchen gadgets that included cake donut makers and George Foreman
Grills. Crowds of the bargain hunters chatted about their quest for the
ultimate deal.
I clutched my
brand new Shark Steamer that usually costs $75. That morning I got the prize
for only $25 and a small case of sleep deprivation. Totally worth it.
Now I could use
this handy appliance not only on the kitchen floor but on the office door. As
the machine does not work vertically, it was necessary to set the door flat.
And as I sold our four saw stands when we moved from Fremont, thinking we would
never need them again, the two counter stools had to do as supports. That did make
the height of the horizontal door about four feet off the ground. So when I
steamed a spot, moved it over, and then scraped the wallpaper in the ninety degree
weather, my face received a good steaming from my Shark. Sweat dripped from my
nose rewetting the area and eating through the glue. Despite that challenges
the whole process took less than an hour with clean up.
Next morning the
door got painted its boring white and hung. I could hear Paul’s “tsk-tsk” through
the ceiling.
I do think he
likes my choice in bedroom decor.
Today’s Menu:
Breakfast: ½ c Raisin Bran w/almond
milk. Coffee with agave syrup and almond
milk.
Snack: Carrots.
Lunch: Belgium pretzel with mustard
and side salad at The Fat Rabbit Public House, Folsom California. Great little
pub.
Snack: Cantaloupe
Dinner: Burritos with soy taco meat,
soy cheese, avocado, salsa, lettuce, and black olives
Snack: Dark chocolate covered Acai
and Blueberries
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