Grilled Cheese and Tuna

Today was one of those days where I couldn't put anything together. I work for myself, so most of my days are pretty much the same. I get up, put on a cup of coffee and then go to my workshop. Usually one or more of the cats follows me around until I feed them, and then I'm left alone until dinner.

My workshop consists of my usual assortment of odds and ends. Today I was supposed to fill an order for a lady in town who wanted me to customize an old lamp. I know, don't get me started. It's a lamp. But for whatever reason she wanted me to trick out this old brass lamp and make it more of an "architectural detail" than a lamp.

Anyway, I took it apart, and sorted the parts (as I normally do) from smallest to biggest laid them out on my table. I had a couple of ideas, and spent the morning scribbling my ideas down. Around lunchtime I figured on an approach and took a break.

I made myself a grilled cheese and tuna sandwich, and this may sound gross, but for the rest of the afternoon the smell of my fingers kind of turned me on. I couldn't help but think of my girl Margaret.

Anyway, that was pretty much the end of my day. I puttered around for another hour or so, and didn't get any closer to finishing the lamp. However I did give Margaret a call and we'll be getting together for grilled cheese and tuna later on.