Short version of Wednesday

What I wish I could do ... lying around and roll on the lawn (and a recently chewed stick)

Quality pants and shoes and shirt ... who needs to buy them pre-stained?
These wonder shoes are 3 months-old, seams are ripped, inside torn and stained, outside burnt, stained with nature and through work -- note the varnish stain. They are also peeling.
This is the blue end of Lilly.
No, Diane doesn't have frostbite ... that's primer and spilled paint.
These were Diane's last pair of shoes.
Even Diane's arms are a mess.
This is 100 percent typical Diane. She is messed up from working, tired and has two phones. She's talking on one, the other is ringing. Lilly lies at her feet.
Garage door, no more!
Recently stained cabinet
yesterday-stained cabinet. Note the line on the top. It rested on something while it and the other thing was wet. Crud! We have a line.
It had been a hole leading to the kitchen, then a mudded wall, then a primed wall, now coated with a first darker blue.

The downstairs is primed and nearly ready to paint.
Diane picked me up and we went to Botanical Gardens to arrange things for 80 some guests for the 50th Anniversary Celebration for Tom and Lois. We then dropped off wheels to Fox & Fox who later said 3 of the 5 wheels were OK (fixed). We stopped off at a specialized shoe store. Diane offered, but I declined a new pair of shoes. At $80, I couldn't accept them. I would certainly tear them apart in a short amount of time, though they were more rugged than most I have seen.

We painted the living room (blue room), kitchen, hallways. We stained the cabinet after the door man came. We finished by painting the basement.

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What went awry: National Serv-All didn't come, didn't call back, hasn't fulfilled the service agreement to pick up the trash, which grows larger daily.

The door installer who was due today or tomorrow postponed until Monday. Diane got another one who came out and found that the door we had from Menard's was too large. He pieced together a covering.

The cabinet was delivered while Diane wasn't home, so he had to go through the house to open the garage.

Marcus kicked a can of paint on his way downstairs; it spilled but the floor wasn't a concern.