I moved 4 years ago and I've not hung anything on the walls because they are plaster... old1945 plaster and I didn't know what kind of hangers to use. I was feeling bad about my bare walls until about 20 minutes ago.
Now I'm very glad I didn't hang the giant clock over my sofa. I nap on that sofa and Scooter sleeps there often. It would be a huge disaster if it fell on one of us. Now what do I do? I guess I'll have to ask my friend, Mike, to take a look at it. Sigh... the joys of home ownership.
I unloaded all the stamps. They filled a paper box to the brim. Hopefully it will hang there until I can get some help. Once again, it is a pain to be only 5 ft tall. If I want to unscrew it from the wall, I'm going to have to have help. My friends have threatened me if I get on the ladder by myself ever again. So, I'm a little clumsy.... I think threats are a bit extreme.
This was not what I had planned to write about.... as usual, life got in the way of my plans. You would think I'd learn by now.
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