Jack of All Trades, Master of None

Once again, I see that it has been a week since my last post. I guess I'm not much of a blogger, but I don't do this for money or fame. In all honesty, I have been busy, but aren't we all?

One trait that I have always enjoyed is learning new things. Sometimes I find myself with several open projects. It took me one month to refinish my dining room table because I had several other projects going on. When I finally finished it though, damn, it looks good. Now it makes the chairs and the buffet look pretty bad. The drop leaf mahogony table in my kitchen not only needs refinishing, it also needs repair. I think I've had that task on my list for about 10 years now. That wire on the cool shell lamp has been waiting on me for almost a year. I guess its a good thing I bought the lampcord six months ago. When you really think about it, I think I can do the whole job in about 15 minutes, so I have no excuse why its sitting here beside me uncompleted. My wife wants me to replace the ceiling fan in the guest bedroom. I want to do it too.

We just moved into a new house. Every interior wall and ceiling could use a new coat of paint, but the office, master bath and guest room are screaming for immediate attention. The others can wait. That will be a project on my 2010 list. Most of our art collection and family pictures are up on the walls, but many still lean against the wall in a neat pile. Their cold stare haunts me as I walk by. What haunts me more is that I need to go back to Atlanta and finish some projects I started at our house there. I'm going there tomorrow night and spending the weekend doing what I should have done before I left. I'm really not looking forward to it, but it has to be done. 2009 is running out quickly.

I forgot to put the ferns in the garage last night. It was 26 degrees when I woke up. They stare at me too. My wife usually feeds the sharks in the Psycho Kitty Memorial Aquarium, but they have been staring at me with that creepy fish eye look. Maybe she forgot to feed them, but they rarely answer me when I ask. Plus, they tend to lie. Its a shark thing. So, I'm going to sign off and pick a project, maybe the lamp or the framed art. But, what I really need to do is....