purrfection.....ist!

i was thinking how blessed i am to have a perfect sweetheart and companion in my breeze. i tried to think of her faults and could find none. i am looking forward to spending forever and a day with her.

one of her little quirks is that when she sets her mind to accomplish something ...she starts.....and does not stop till it is finished and it is done right. take for example putting new white grouting on the floor of the apartment we live in.  she was up at 2 am this morning and off she went......on hands and knees work,work work(thats where the the name  "worker bee" originates)....i get tired just thinking of it.

 i joked with her that i am pleased  i am not rich enough to build her a house. if i was, she would never sleep and the builders would have to literally work eight days a week to finish the job....and it will be done ....perfectly. perfectly straight walls at 90 degrees...exactly placed and aligned tiles and everything a 100% straight.

what may you ask has that to do with helping to make me perfect? well my love and desire to be and do things perfectly for her does. happy to work with and beside her. laughing as i begrudgedly  make sure my lines are straight......the mirrors and pictures are hanging as they should. smiling as it takes 3 hours for me to hang one curtain rail. huffing and puffing with joy as i climb up and down the ladder 50 times more than i should because i drop things from my hands of thumbs.........but the smile of love and appreciation i see on her face and in her eyes makes it all worthwhile.

who would not want that shared feeling of love to last for ever and a day?

the handyman can?????

i have always been the exceptional type of handyman that always had more parts at the end of a project than i bought when i started.the things built always came with the wrong plans, legs supplied were never the same length and they always required tools that i did not have. did that stop the handyman??? no...it only seemed to spur me on to greater ingenuity and shorter temper.

my children might recall the time i used all my great improvisation in fixing a leaking water pipe in the garden by using pratley mixing putty, clamps and a coke tin. this all done dressed in suite pants and a used to be white shirt. after digging a hole half way to china, getting muddy up to my lily white elbows and running to the hardware store half a million times....the job was done.
the call went out to my son kylen...."turn on the water"......and the sweet voice of my daughter leah saying...." dad, you missed the hole!" i had plugged, glued and clamped the pipe to perfection ...except...i missed the hole. so, at least i showed the plumber how to...or not....do it.

since being with my sweet breeze i have become more adept at fixing and making things that are not the plot of disaster stories, but are workable and not unsightly. i have been racking my brain to fathom why now has my talent blossomed into leonardo da vinci like genius. the answer came to me .....i follow the instructions of someone who can see the end result in her imagination.

                                       mosaic framed mirror by breeze


eureaka...that is what was missing. i could not see the end result in my mind but at least now i can rely on someone who can. so a visionary sees ,and a monkey do!

the results:-

                               one cat tree.....all hand made...mine!

                          cat climbing shelves...

and for the peace de resistance........or  whatever....

                           my broken couch!