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Tuesday Time to Tackle: The Hole in the Bucket

Remember the children's song, "There's a Hole in the Bucket"? Liza wanted the bucket fixed, but before Henry could fix it for her, he needed a straw.  The straw was too long, so he needed to cut it.  The axe was too dull, so he needed to sharpen it.  The whetstone was too dry, so he needed to wet it.  Of course, he needed the bucket to fetch the water.  What a predicament!

Fortunately, my tasks aren't quite so circular.  There is hope of finishing. 

John's new job allows him to work from home, but necessitates turning one of the rooms into an office.  Before he can set up that room as an office, though, we needed to empty the room.  We have moved beds, bookcases (and books!), boxes of oldest daughter's belongings, fabric and craft supplies, and family history papers.  As we would find a place for the items coming out of the new office, we would sometimes displace something from a different room, and so on.  However, the office is now empty, and now we're to the "putting it all back together" stage. 

The "room of requirements", originally designed as a formal living room, has become a library, and I'm loving it.  Granted, we are still lacking chairs, but the room is taking shape. 

 
 


Do you have any "hole in the bucket" projects? 

Thanks for songs of childhood and new job opportunities.


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  1. I've always dreamed of having my own library with a bay window complete with window seat.

    Your library is looking great. It would be fun to have a jigsaw puzzle on the table in the bottom photo.

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  2. Oh wow, it is looking fantastic! I wish I had a room like that. Lucky you! :)

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  3. Ooooh with a couple of comfy armchairs, the Room of Requirements could easily become my favorite room in the house! Looking good :)

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  4. Wow that looks really nice. But now Corinnes room is going to be even bigger.

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  5. It seems that every single project I ever attempt turns into a hole in the bucket project!! Tonight I decided to add colored lights to the bushes in the front yard. No problem right? Well, I need to prune the rose bushes to finish the project & that requires daylight hours. I need to clean the garage to find the pruners. I need to clean the shed to put things in from the garage. I need a light in the shed which requires punching a hole in the wall of the daylight basement. Qualifies right?

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