As I sit here typing this–I can’t quite give up this posting everyday thing–Hubby is neck deep in electrical wiring in our garage.  We live in a city and our little old house has a detached garage that we are just now–7+ years later–getting ready for me to actually park in.  I know isn’t that a novel idea.  Actually parking in your garage.  Well, my dad and bonus mom bought us a garage door opener for Christmas and it is getting installed tomorrow.  We have known this for over a week.  Hubby decided that he would do the electrical work today as it wouldn’t take very long.  Well, he started at 3pm and there doesn’t seem to be an end in sight.  Hubby is doing a good job of not being too mad.  Of course last time he came into the house I’d swear he had sharp sticks poking out of his eye.  I am being a good wife and not saying anything about how it really isn’t good to wait to the last minute, etc.  I am just not sure that would be helpful.  At least not until he has it working.

Well cross your fingers and hope I don’t have to blow some of our Christmas fund on a last minute electrician….