After the turtle was gone, the next thing to do was tackle the kitchen light fixture.
It was hanging over by a wall, it was a blue color of which I was not fond, and well, it just wasn't right.
So when my parents were here (over Thanksgiving- I know, I know- I'm behind) we bought a new fixture, and my father, the ex-electrician, installed it in a jiffy. I am sure I could have done it (maybe . . .) - but it was nice to have a professional do it. Thanks Daddy.
Here is the man in action:
All done - complete with antique table from my parents' first home. Thanks Mom and Dad.
4 days ago