The Squirrels Will Be Twirlin’

Well, nothing got done on the studio this weekend.

No, we weren’t being lazy (much), but we were kind of at a standstill since the lumber for the interior walls didn’t show up and we hadn’t picked out anything for the floor yet.

Actually, it was a nice break for Rick since he spent all day Saturday on a service call and putzed on cleaning up the 4 ton bread slicer Sunday so that it can get put to work and earn it’s keep.

But his break is short-lived, because I picked up the new flooring today.  Yes, you read that right.  I picked it up.  Literally.  Since I had to go to Rice Lake for a dentist appointment, the Menard’s store down there was having a sale on floor tile so I volunteered.

And it wouldn’t have been so bad except do you think that any of the employees milling about would notice a little thing like me humping all that wooden tile into a flat-bed cart and offer to help?  Nooooooooo, notta one.  And that crap was heavy too!  Each container was about 50 pounds and there were 13 of them.  I about kissed the cashier when she asked me if I wanted help loading it into my car!!

Help was the operative word here because I loaded half of them.  And I broke a fingernail.  Down to the skin.  And it hurt.

*sniff*

So to make myself feel better, I bought myself a present.

Obviously not a photo taken at my house because there is a white fence. We do not do white fences in the Northwoods.

It’s called a Cobs-A-Twirl and will be my new Winter entertainment since I didn’t get the other squirrel torture device toy made.