This morning The Wife brought me a small blue jar she likes
along with a tub full of doodads and said "do something!".
So, even though she also said, "no rush, whenever you have time.", like any man that has been successfully married for over 40 years, I dropped everything
and did something - - -
Especially since she had to go to town this morning for more supplies
to keep her tore-up arm bandaged (feral cat that panicked), and she's always grouchy when she gets back from having to be around people.
Final step, assuming she signs off on it,
is to put a 50/50 mix of water & glue, with a few drops of soap to make it flow better, over the copper-coated bb's I half-filled the jar with, to lock everything down.
Uh-oh, I hear her coming down the driveway - wish me luck!
