Ron and I worked on the basement today.
We picked up his miter saw; he put the stand together.
We put the little couch in the attic and I cleaned behind the workbench – first time in who knows how many years. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I feared it would be. I’ve been trying to dry out the paint cans so we can take them to the transfer station. Picked up boxes and 20 pounds of cheap kitty litter for that job.
Ron thinks he can make a nice workspace, and that would make me very happy. I find the disorganization extremely upsetting and irritating.
We managed to get in and out of the high school fast tonight for a fantastic fireworks display. Nice job, Mashpee Rec!