Sunday, November 13th, 2001
We are swept away by the wonderful help we get from our family, and the most recent was quite magical, - I am sure it involved a wand in the hands of a speedy son, here on holiday from the Caribou, and a flash-by grandson.
They arrived mid afternoon and by supper time had transferred the garage-cum-workshop into the neatest, tidiest space with room for the SUV in the midst of all the things that survived the Great Downsizing.
Christmas decorations, wrappings and ribbons flew up the lift from the garage into the walk-in closet. Pictures that have not yet been hung went down into that lovely cemented space under the house, along with a half a dozen boxes whose contents haven't yet found a place to perch.
Suddenly all of Charles' bits and pieces. and his thousands of small tools that he cherishes and just might use someday, found a home on the shelves that line the west side of the garage and the pegboard they hung on the wall.
David went out and measured the SUV, - came in and measured the free space in the garage, and all was well! Home for the vehicle, out of the wet snow that fell this afternoon!! When ladies get ancient one of the things that have little appeal for them is sweeping the snow from the car, and chipping the ice from the windshield. I have become thoroughly spoiled with a nice dry garage, and am not prepared to give up this enormous luxury!!
Thank you, you lovely, big, strapping elves!!!
In case you materialize around here again, my dear wizards, I am on the lookout for the Christmas lights whose 'putting up' requires an agility that doesn't live in this house any more, alas..............