I can't show you the photo I'd planned to show you this afternoon...our brand new television on our shabby new piece of furniture.
Here is the state of things now...Rich muttering curse words under his breath, concentrating on this wire then that one. I could say anything to him now and end it with "right?" and he'd reply, zombie-like "right". He didn't even realize that I'd snapped this photo. Twice.
I want to try to hang the hutch part of the cabinet above the television but something tells me we won't get that far tonight.