Without a shop…

Today Lorraine is building the shadow puppet frame.

We just got back from the hardware store where Lorraine had planned to have them cut the wood she selected her, but it was $2 a cut, and she needed about four cuts so it would have cost more than the lumber which was only about $3. It’s New York City and we live in an apartment so we’re being nickel and dimed to death.

Lorraine is down on the front stoop right now with My Kid watching her cut the wood. She has her own tools, but we don’t have space. Thank goodness it’s not raining.

It would be so much easier if we lived in a whole house somewhere like my home town where my father and brother both have houses with full basements and shops with table saws. The Husband is not the only person in this family who would enjoy a shop in the basement.

But, if we lived in a whole house somewhere I wouldn’t be able to get myself safely to a theatre space in Williamsburg to perform in a late night cabaret and then get home in time to sleep a few hours before getting My Kid off to school.