The "Man-Room"

David had a room made for himself in our walk-out basement- the place where men can be men, and the wives better not touch their power tools! I have made this mistake already when I innocently went looking for some nails among the rubble. I guess he does need one space in the house he can escape to that isn't a primary color and doesn't smell like Crabtree and Evelyn linen spray. He made sure it was heated and cooled to ensure round-year enjoyability. Do you remember my dinner fiasco? This is what I found the next morning while he was at work! It looks like my marinated ham gave him just the energy he needed to saw late into the night! : ) I'm glad he has a place to go to be creative. I'm not quite sure what he is up to in there, but I will keep checking back.