We are not a handy folk. This is not a slam against my main man. I am sure if he had a wife who liked to get her hands dirty, he would fix, tinker and toil with the best of them. But I am neither a weekend warrior nor a diy-er in any sense of the thought. There is no Young House Love or Remodelaholic here. Even when we went house hunting seven years ago, we pretty much only entertained turnkey ready options. We can take care of small projects. But honestly, I don’t even like to paint. And Adam hangs every picture on the wall. Okay, I guess I pretty much only like cleaning.
Enter Urgent Care.
And stitches. And really cool red, streaky hair.