The end o' the weekend
And quite an uneventful one at that. My wife and I debated whether or not we should go see President Clinton at Timken High on Sunday. We decided that we had other things to do rather than stand in line for hours to get a view of the former President from the back of an auditorium.
We've finally moved all of our stuff into our new place. It's hard to believe that we have managed to accumulate so much stuff...until it's time to put it all away. My wife and I spent the evening unpacking, building our new TV stand, and running wires for our surround sound system.
There really is no easy way to hide the wires that run to the two speakers that reside behind the couch. I may just have to put down rugs, and run the wires under the rugs. I'm not going to drill into the wall to run the wires. First of all, that might violate my lease. Secondly, that's just a major pain in the ass. I'll get it figured out though, so don't worry about it.
We've finally moved all of our stuff into our new place. It's hard to believe that we have managed to accumulate so much stuff...until it's time to put it all away. My wife and I spent the evening unpacking, building our new TV stand, and running wires for our surround sound system.
There really is no easy way to hide the wires that run to the two speakers that reside behind the couch. I may just have to put down rugs, and run the wires under the rugs. I'm not going to drill into the wall to run the wires. First of all, that might violate my lease. Secondly, that's just a major pain in the ass. I'll get it figured out though, so don't worry about it.
