I have embarked on an unexpected but very pleasant encore mini-career. That is as an assistant to spousey as we remodel, renovate and restore the house we bought last November. The job duties are simple: hold the flashlight, hold the level, listen for popping sounds coming from the light fixture, etc. But the challenge for me is remaining patient. I have had a ladder in my living room for months. I set up a temporary kitchen in the laundry room with the fridge and a microwave in the entry foyer. It all works but I do miss counter space.
