The word “before” holds much promise. Preparatory to, preceding something, in anticipation of. What am I anticipating you ask?
I will not leave you in suspense. After 15 years of hoping, wishing, and dreaming, my mudroom fantasies are coming true. But Monkey, I hear you ask, I didn’t know you were proficient in the carpentry arts? And why do you, a monkey, need a mudroom?
What foolish questions. Of course, I am not a master carpenter, although I have been known to dabble, but I digress. Fortunately, I know Melinda Cobb of All Walks of Carpentry. Melinda is a wizard with wood, an elbow grease enchantress, and an all-around magical contractor being. We are lucky to know her.
The second question, “why does a monkey need a mudroom”, is insulting. If you haven’t noticed, I’m 8″ tall. When mud is tracked through the house, I must track through the mud, with the courage and fortitude of a medieval explorer. Hence, the mudroom.
And so it begins. Can you see me?
Come closer.
Can you see me now?
What about NOW?
If there is a “before”, there must be an “after.” Join me as a new day dawns on Mitchell Road. I assure you there will be hammers, excavation, painting, and just a dash of monkey mayhem. Into the breach, we go!
I see you!
Did you use binoculars?