Saturday, July 19, 2008

Some Homecoming!

First of all, thank you for the well-wishes, prayers, and happy thoughts---they helped! Surgery went very well and I will be found, plane-in-hand and smile-on-face, in 4 weeks.

So I'm home from the hospital now, only 4 days from having stared death in the face (exaggeration included for effect), I walk through my shop to let the dogs out into the backyard, and I see this. This.....PILE OF STUFF on my workbench!

A monstrous, Italian leather handbag has no place in a workshop.

Nor do sunglasses, keys, a shopping bag, or a gallon jug of vinegar. (Why would anyone need a GALLON of vinegar?)

I explained this to my partner, who apparently has been using my workbench in my absence as though it were a common side table in a foyer.

The vinegar, she countered,
is for my attitude.


Where can a convalescent file an abuse-of-a-patient complaint?