My wife uses a very irritating phrase to make it clear to me that I am not pulling my share, and the phrase is. “I am only one horse.”  This is no surprise from a girl who grew up on a cattle ranch, but certainly utter nonsense in that she looks nothing like a horse.  And as old and desperate as I appear to anyone, I still believe I can swear under oath that I would not be in any kind of relationship with a horse.

But about 8 or 9 years ago we did move from a house we owned in Noblesville to where we live today in Edgewood, Indiana.  The house we live in is actually the old Frisch home (yes, of the Big Boy fame), and it is quite a bit more work.

A lot of that last sentence has to do with that one horse.  We have 3 kids, we have only one living here as the other two are adults.  We have bedrooms for each of them, despite only needing one extra bedroom, but there is always the possibility they could reappear at any moment and leave us at full capacity.

Mrs. Frisch apparently had a room for her furs made of cedar.  I have not only seen it, but I have converted it into a craft room.  I also, with the help of out daughter Stephanie, built a half bath outside of the craft room, just in case crafting became so important that one could not make it upstairs.  But that has only a little to do with crafting and a lot to do with marriage.  Yes, my wife thought we out to gut everything and put a full bath and bedroom down there, as well as gut and renovate the downstairs fireplace room.  All we left alone was the bar in between, and I do not even drink anymore..  I do have to walk through it between these projects.

But I should be done at the end of the month with everyone other than drywall and flooring.  It has taken a lot of time, but I am not a horse, in my old age, I am far more akin to a lizard (who does home improvement) than a majestic animal on which warriors ride.  And in all honesty, I am close to an ex reptile.

I said the last time we moved that this was it, and I am still committed to only the coroner or the undertaker removing my body from this place.  I just want to finish this project, or death wish, and enjoy it, and I intend to invite you all.

But for now I will just keep at it, and hope I do not run into any additional, or potential mortal wounds.

Pray for me.  I thought she was looking for a husband, but I think it was a general contractor.  Either way for me, I am going out with a finished product!

Blessings!

Tommy+