Okay, remember those screen doors that my wonderful DH spent hours and hours refurbishing and replacing? Yeah, they are now whistling Dixie. I can't even describe how annoying it is. Not the horrible moaning sound like the doors in the old farmhouse I grew up in. No. This is a high pitch whistle. A very annoying whistle. If it were doing more of a cat call whistle I might not mind it so much. At least it might make me feel good about myself. No. This is a whistle like someone trying to learn to whistle. Did I mention how bloody annoying it is?
Tis also the season for things to blow into the yard. Things like corn husks and such. Which means it is also the season for the dog to go nuts. Lucy, unlike my DH, actually has OCD. Anything out of place in the yard or house gets barked at until relocated to it's proper position. I thought it was cute at first. Five years later it's about as cute as that whistling.
On the home improvement front, I don't have much to report. I did, however, get some sewing done lately. Like finishing this quilt.
I have an online friend who names her quilts like meteorologists name hurricanes. I've decided to name this one Katrina. Why? Well, it was a disaster waiting to happen. I was way in over my head. But in the end, it was a valuable learning experience.