Here is a quiet little moment with the tiny smile of an eight-year-old girl. I sure wish I had a model for this because I very much want to be good at sculpting children.
I’ve been working on this sculpture during our kitchen remodeling project. We finally finished laying tile on the kitchen floor and it’s gorgeous. That thing that irritates me so much about my husband…his grueling, torturous perfectionism, is also the thing that after the project is done I’m most proud of him for. My hands ache from handling the porcelain tiles and trying to scrub thinset off my fingertips, from scouring the tile again and again to remove the grout film.
I have a toaster oven and a microwave to prepare meals with. The fridge is in the ice-cold garage. I have to be near starvation to risk exposure to the sub arctic temperatures.
You never know when you may be called upon at 5:40am from your warm, toasty bed to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The jelly’s in the garage. NOOOooooo….
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