my handyman, mr. atwater

this whole process has made me realize how impatient i am. in the last couple of days, i have come up with four projects for sean for this weekend (things that i am unable or unwilling to do). he just looks at me like im crazy and keeps telling me that things take time. last weekend he rebuilt the porch columns - because if you remember, they looked like this. now they look like this:

next step: wrap them, and then guide the plants to grow up them.
project for today: start prepping the living room to paint it, and get sean on a project before the gator football game starts at 2:30 and productivity officially ends. my goal for him: seal some of the holes in the attic that critters make their way into our home through.

speaking of rodents - i think it's time for an update on the rodent war.
we haven't killed any new rats in about a week, though sean did ask me this morning if i smelled something funny (aka a dead animal) in our room. ugh. and yesterday morning i was sitting at the desk and above me i heard something running around and making lots of squeaks. after about 30 minutes of researching possum sounds on the internet, i convinced myself that a rat couldn't be that loud. oh, and on thursday in the middle of my bikram (hot and very sweaty) yoga class i found a rat turd on my towel. and then spent the next 30 minutes trying to decide if i should flick it off or leave it on my towel. ill let you guess what i decided.

tally: rodents are still winning.