My new bottle of wood glue arrived a day early. Fantastic. I might be able to put the over the toilet storage unit together.

However, the two dirty vodka martinis beg to differ. I didn’t drink them until after 4 this afternoon. The glue arrived at five.

At least I didn’t have to cook dinner, my neighbor graciously supplied that. She makes wings better than I, so I give her my butcher box wings, and she gives me cooked ones. This way we both benefit.

I might be able to glue all the dowels in on one side and have everything ready to put together in one go around tomorrow.

That sounds like a plan…