A Husband’s Work is Never Done….

clean-houseIt’s deja-vu all over again – –

Wendy often returns from vacation with, shall we say, bold ideas and extra energy. When she decided that half the furniture in the basement apartment needed to go three floors up to the guest room and vice-versa, I got that old sinking feeling. Combine that with the ritual culling of books from our personal stash and a chore becomes a nightmare!

We needed to reduce the number of books in our basement apartment as, despite our best efforts, they were beginning to draw dampness. No matter how often we do the book thinning thing, it never gets any easier., even though the rules don’t change: if they’re of sentimental value or are important reference sources, they stay; otherwise they go into the shop. (And of course Wendy and I each still try to sneak interlopers past the other.)

All of this reorganization has to be accomplished without messing up the cafe or the bookstore, so has to take place outside of opening hours. Meanwhile we continue to deal with incontinent kittens, ailing cats and shelter rescues that are just too far gone. (We lost two kittens this week, and the mom is in ICU with Saint Beth up the road.)

In a classic Wendy move, as we hauled bookshelves around via the back garden from the basement to the second story, we passed an old cookstove and some shelving I’d…. er, stashed out there a while back.

Okay, a year ago.

She was suitably outraged, and decided–as we walked past carrying a wooden book case, mind you–that it was also time to deal with the accumulated (and heavy) junk that had gathered at the side of the garage. But how to move it and where to take it? Wendy asked online, and five minutes later, enter Bob Pettry (the guy who got locked in the kids’ room and had to phone for rescue) with assorted young men. The stuff was gone the next day; score one for the team (and crowdsourcing on Facebook)!

In the middle of all this we paused to hold a ‘Pizza and Poetry’ event with local author and poet Rita Quillen. Working hard to appear calm, organized and relaxed to begin with, I found Rita’s poetry very quickly achieved that for me in reality. It was a great night.

And now, back to the book culling, furniture toting, and “yes dear”-ing of a husband’s life.

I wonder what Wendy is dreaming up next, and how much heavy lifting it will involve—-

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2 responses to “A Husband’s Work is Never Done….

  1. Pat R

    Thus speaks a real man!  From: “Wendy Welch, Little Bookstore of Big Stone Gap” To: ka8ika@yahoo.com Sent: Wednesday, May 20, 2015 2:42 PM Subject: [New post] A Husband’s Work is Never Done…. #yiv6349735278 a:hover {color:red;}#yiv6349735278 a {text-decoration:none;color:#0088cc;}#yiv6349735278 a.yiv6349735278primaryactionlink:link, #yiv6349735278 a.yiv6349735278primaryactionlink:visited {background-color:#2585B2;color:#fff;}#yiv6349735278 a.yiv6349735278primaryactionlink:hover, #yiv6349735278 a.yiv6349735278primaryactionlink:active {background-color:#11729E;color:#fff;}#yiv6349735278 WordPress.com | wendywelch posted: “It’s deja-vu all over again – -Wendy often returns from vacation with, shall we say, bold ideas and extra energy. When she decided that half the furniture in the basement apartment needed to go three floors up to the guest room and vice-versa, I got t” | |

  2. anne64

    How about a dehumidifier (that drains into a waste pipe) in the basement ???

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