My Husband, My Handyman

I love my husband. I really do. I know that the man can do anything that he sets his mind to. I have full faith in his capabilities. Now, I don't like to bring my man down, but he just doesn't come across as being handy. I don't know what it is or how to describe it. If you have met Alex and have known him for some time, you would agree with me. You may have absolutely no trouble thinking about him using a scalpel or performing some kind of gory surgery, but you will have trouble thinking about him using a screwdriver and putting a nail in the wall.

This past Saturday we spent a good deal of the day cleaning up our apartment. The kitchen has always been a sore spot for me because it is way too small for me and I am constantly knocking things down and struggling to have just enough counter space to do what I have to do. After cleaning the kitchen I realized that some shelving on the wall would greatly reduce my kitchen stress. We went to just about every home store in the city and I was utterly amazed by how much shelving can cost. I wanted to get something cheap and something that would suit the purpose I wanted which was to hold my baking stuff. I didn't want to get something that was overly nice because it isn't worth putting something nice in an apartment that you are only renting. We made one last stop at Economy Hardware and, luckily enough, they had exactly what I was looking for. It looks a little industrial, but it is perfect for what I wanted and we get to add more shelves later if we want.

The best part? Alex put it up! Anchors, screws, and all. I was so proud of him and he totally made my day by helping me realize my vision. Every time I look at the shelf, I am reminded that although Alex doesn't seem handy around the house, he really can be when it means making his wife happy.

New and improved kitchen.


Close-up of the new shelf.

Just because...this little rose plant is made out of clay and I think it's the cutest thing ever.