My boundless optimism does get me into deep waters… I just know everything will work out, and am always willing to take that leap of faith.
Swapping our workspaces left one equipment rack in my sewing room, and on Friday Stefan bit the bullet (or put the fish on the table, depending which metaphor you prefer) and said it too must move – a big decision as we had painstakingly rewired the whole effort only last summer. So more of the planking came down, conduits were stripped, covers removed and we got so hot and bothered Stefan thought it politic to take me out for a Lovely Lunch.
All of this wire came out of the walls – cat very interested -but she’s not impressed with our progress, at all.
So no film this evening, we’ll be hard pressed to watch television! Especially since it is now past eight, we haven’t eaten, but the music system is working so we are rocking the inlet rather…. hope the ducks like it.
I guess I know what I’ll be doing tomorrow, before our dinner party.