Spackle dust in my hair

First things first. Many, many thank yous to librarians Nettie and Suzanne for all their hospitality, and the cool and friendly students of Schenectady High School for making my visit on Thursday the highlight of a great week.

As I drove home on the Thruway Thursday night I kept thinking about all the people I met during the week – it really was a terrific experience. And then I realized I had a million thank you notes to write. And then it started to snow, which gave me a good reason to avoid thinking about the thank you notes.

Yesterday and today I have been the BH’s carpenter assistant, scraping spackle off of beams and other silly jobs that make me feel important. He redid part of the kitchen while I was out of town (it looks amazing). There is a big push to finish up some house projects before Thanksgiving. That’s why there is a nice guy painting the living room, a guy in the garage hammering on something, and a husband sawing heavenknowswhat. (BH has promised a quiet day tomorrow so I can get the thank you notes done and go back to work on the final revision.)

Now I have I find my power sander (yay!) and my polyurethane brush.