My priorities never seem to be in the order I wish they were. I’m dying to get in some guitar and drum time, and after readjusting my ham radio station, I want to get on the air.
Unfortunately, we had a bit of a plumbing disaster, with the need to cut a hole in the wall. Naturally, the hole needed to be cut right next to my radio gear. I need to finish patching the hole—which is progressing nicely, thank you—which creates large amounts of dust. I have a number of painting tarps, but I don’t want that much weight on my gear, so I need to get a couple of cheap plastic ones. Once the hole is patched, sanded, primed, and painted, then I can……….put all of the shelves back and all of the office supplies, etc. back on the shelves. After dusting, vacuuming, and replacing all of the air purifier filters in the room (theoretically to keep regular and kitty litter dust under control), then I just may have time to play.
If I’m not too tired, maybe something inspired by one of my favorite groups (with apologies to the Beatles).
“I’m Fixing a Hole”
I’m fixing a hole where the plumbing was broke, Which keeps my hands from playing, My guitar.
I’m priming the crack that is now plastered up, Which keeps my hands from playing, My guitar.
Oh, it really doesn’t matter if I prime it right, Or if I paint it right, No one will know.
A great big shelf will hide it all,None of this work will show at all. No one will know.
I could continue, but I’ll spare you the insult.