One Armed Paperhanger

‘That”s how I’ve felt lately; busier than a one-armed paperhanger and that must be hell because when I was maybe 14 or 15 my cousin Karen decided she wanted to redo the wallpaper in her and my cousin Debbie’s bedroom. The thing with that was it was in Michigan where the house with their room was located and like most houses in small Michigan towns, actually in this case it was called a village, is that they’re almost always two-storied. This one was not only two-storied with a steep narrow staircase, there was no bathroom on the second floor. I’ll never forget the two of us trying to get that wallpaper from the bathtub and up those stairs and into the room. It actually didn’t turn out that bad but we were walking on glue for a week where it had dripped off during our trips. phMy Aunt Yvonne got home and would have liked to killed us both, but thankfully she was always pretty easy going and just ended up throwing up her hands. My cousin Karen went on to marry her dream man, a guy that was, and still is a vet in Harrison, Michigan, but sadly she had lupus and became more ill with time and died a few years ago. I can’t even remember how long it’s been now and the last time I saw her was at MY mother’s funeral. I loved Karen. I once gave her name and address to a sheriff who stopped me and sure enough it sounded good to him when I told him I didn’t have my license with me, and he let me go, but back then they used to check up on things like that, and he showed up at her house and I must give the girl credit, LOL, she didn’t crack and tell him where I lived, I believe she said she knew nothing about it, but I caught hell from her for days after. I’ll always remember her in happy times, but I will never forget wallpapering that bedroom. We were as busy as two two-armed paperhangers could be so you must know I feel swamped relating that story and then claiming to feel like a one-armed paperhanger. BUT no one has gotten back into the Dead Guy yet so it’s not like anyone ever cares about anything else I ramble on about so you probably haven’t even noticed I’ve been gone. LOL I’m BACK!

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