Balloons, Books, and Kitchen Misadventures
Like all major decisions, my kitchen misadventure began with a discussion between my Mylar balloons and me. A contractor who’d done work for me before called to see if I had any upcoming projects. I said I contemplated replacing the flooring and that I’d get back to him. “What are you waiting for?” the butterfly, the spokesperson for the balloons, asked. “The tiles you have now look like someone…
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