Speaking of finished, my old grapevine pergola was just that. A salvaged piece, it was all that remained after a fire destroyed a lovely old home in our little town, and it had found a new home (scorch marks and all) at my new old home several years ago.
But all good things must come to an end, and the end finally came for my beloved pergola after the years of deterioration finally took their toll. Unfortunately, as the pergola was withering away, my grapevines twining up it were hitting their stride. I feared the inevitable collapse would not only mean the end of the pergola, but also the end of the grapevines. And that meant an intercession was needed.
So, enter my husband, who in one day of hard work, cleared out the old pergola and built me a new one. And just like that, the project was finished and the problem was solved.
All I know is that the little bit of help I gave him caused a lot of huffing and puffing on my part, for the most part.
And I can't wait to sit out beneath it this summer, watch the grapevine leaves flutter in the breeze, and dream about getting our next project finished. Or more ideally, dream about my husband getting our next project finished.
Oh, I'll help him, of course. I just hope the weather's a bit more comfortable and I'm a bit more in shape.
Huffing and puffing is so unladylike.