It’s been one of those weeks – our house still isn’t done, and I’ve had to do the exterior trim painting because we can’t find a painter to do it (the market is booming and all the trades are insanely busy). Between doing part-time construction work while living out of a suitcase and (still) trying to finish Book 12, I have far too many balls in the air.
That causes quite a bit of stress for me, but it also creates ample opportunities for my mouth to run amok while my brain is momentarily occupied with juggling the aforementioned balls. (And just never mind what my hands are juggling… but at least Hubby’s smiling.)
Moving right along…
A few days ago I discovered that one of the deck railing systems we’re considering has the option to install an ornamental ball as a post cap.
And yes, you know I’m snickering at using “post” and “ball” in the same sentence. After all, I’ve written a post about balls and a post about posts, so it was practically foreordained that I’d end up putting a post and balls in the same, um… post.
Anyway, the conversation went something like this:
Me: “We’re going to have to spend an extra $27 on the deck. I just found some ornamental post caps I like.”
Hubby: “Oh? What do they look like?”
Me: “They’re balls.”
Me: “You know, an ornamental ball that sits on top of the post.”
Hubby: “Okay… How many for the deck? One on each post?”
Me: “Oh, no, only three; one on each outside corner. There’s such a thing as too many balls, you know.”
Hubby: “Yeah, I’d say three might be one too many…”
So there you have it: Too many balls in the air, and too many balls on our deck.
And I’m nobly restraining myself from making any more deck jokes, but I’ve just gotta say that I think we’re going to like it here. Hubby’s deck is bigger than it’s ever been! And with three brand-new balls; well, what’s not to like?
What’s bouncing in your world this week?