"Too"-ing Ourselves
I always say... Don't "too" yourself out of anything... I'm too old / busy... to take part in that. When the boys were just bitty nuggets I moved into this gross trailer. It's what I could afford. The first night the boys and I were sleeping in this old swivel rocker recliner the previous owners left behind (furniture was to come), and James was wheezing because the trailer was moldy and, like I said, gross. My proverbial walls were caving in, as they say, not just because it was a 10 x 50 ft home. I couldn't stay here. This wasn't working. I was tired. Extremely tired. But I didn't "too" myself out of it, and I got up and started ripping up carpet. This isn't some majestic boast... I am sure I whined and swallowed tears the whole time. Back then one had to be a bit more earnest about wanting to learn to conquer construction. You couldn't just watch a uTube video on how to build an addition. We went to the library, and after a...