Reporting in from the beach
Perhaps I did subconsciously break one of the small sliding doors on the ugly metal ancient-as-dirt medicine cabinet. Rob has said he’s wanted to replace it for years. “Something wooden,” he’s fantasized and teased me.
Look! Thank you, Mr. Fix-it.
And you know how it goes. Now the ugly metal ancient-as-dirt lighting fixture is more obvious than ever. Technically it’s still functional and not broken…yet. Don’t hold your breath.
Always Bridging 