"I have an idea," my wife said one morning.
Uh oh. This is how it begins. I knew what was coming next.
"How about we create a cedar closet?"
The next thing I know, we’re at the home store purchasing cedar planks.
In all fairness, it was a relatively simple project that paid dividends. The room smelled wonderful for months afterward. My wife was happy to have such a sweet-smelling place to store her clothes. And now that my older son has taken over that room, I’m sure he’ll someday appreciate the aromatic planking that lies behind his closet doors. His toys never will be the same.
|A nail gun got the job done.|
|Got to get behind everything.|