I’M BACK ~ And Not A Minute Too Soon

As those of you who have been reading my Blog every day know … the window shade in the back room came down, Sunday morning – practically on my head (but for quick thinking); and yesterday I bought this cute little red drill to help me in getting it back up.

A few minutes ago, I stopped procrastinating ... and got to work :-)  

I took my step-stool-ladder into the back room; then gathered my charged drill (inserted drill bit required; practiced insert-withdraw feature: no pun intended), yellow plastic screw anchors (to stabilize screws in the compromised drywall), hammer (to tap anchors in place; prayed I would not tap too hard causing plaster damage) … and my compromised confidence (that seemed to have flown when Bob’s spirit left Earth) … and walked all this back to the back room, too.

Armed with my little red cutie, I took a deep breath and stepped up …

This is the bracket Bob put up in the summer of 2017.

It snapped the other day.

Broken bracket that needed replaced.

I handled my little drill like a pro; and the screws came out without causing wall damage  ;-) 

And I whooped with joy when I saw that Bob had had foresight.

THANK YOU, BABE!

I had thought I'd need to slip these things into place once I retrieved the screws from the broken bracket ...

I did not have to replace the screw anchors; and I didn’t cry when I saw Bob’s mark on the wall. My nose did burn – but the tears did not flow.

The newer bracket did not match up 'exactly' – so, I just switched screws and "got 'er done".

Brackets switched out. 

I did it! (((I))) D.I.D.I.T.

Blind back in place.

Thank YOU, Yeshua! The quick-fix-sheet curtain will come down; and the valance will go back up.

I was practically dancing on the top tier of my little step-stool-ladder. 

I felt like my old self.

Actually ... I DID feel like my old self.

I had been locked in a brain fog for 24 months, missing Bob – but, I’m back on track now.

I can feel ((((all)))) of ME returning. I gave myself a few mental high-5's ... not too prideful, but a little but prideful ;-)

I am glad the old me is returning - I've missed Me.