One day he built a shelf while I answered my e-mail (it is not easy to buy a shelf that will fit in the little real estate I have left him) . The next day he was stain-varnishing it. He went out to get another tall shelf and in no time was painting it. Then there was that bentwood chair he winced over when I retrieved it from the garbage. What to do? He found a can of brown spray paint, cut a circle of wood to fit the seat, cut dense foam to fit and covered it. I was excited to go to my stash to contribute the wild fabric I had found last year at Ben Franklin. I just LOVE that chair. He also painted my studio floor and stairs in the basement, put down a rug, gathered pop end tables from my earlier creations, and turned that area into a campy guest room for the grandchildren's parents when they visit this week. (There is a modern full bath down there.) We'll keep the grandchildren upstairs with us and the other studios :*).
I never know what Joe will be up to next. I LOVE Joe's retirement. I do hope he will be a good influence on ME.