Working Girl

 

I didn't get to have much fun yesterday. It was second coat day.

Up next is some fancy painting. I'm going to try and turn the cover of the circuit box into a chalkboard and put a dark stain on some wood doors that hide the water heater. We've also got a ceiling fan to hang.

To my dismay, The Mister is snug as a bug in a rug surrounded by the mess. He cleared out a workspace and hasn't had a bit of trouble keeping up with his crafty endeavors. It's starting to drive me crazy. I'm always looking for something I need and then realizing I can't get to it. 

Just when I thought my day of work was over my armoire exploded. The side panel came loose and all the shelves fell out, spilling my clothes everywhere. That had to be fixed.

For someone who spends all day in their pajamas I had a ridiculous amount of clothes. Most of them are getting donated. 

While I was at it, I hit the closet and bagged up all my woollies. I had found these great zipper bags at Ikea the last time I was there and they were perfect for the job. Going through my woollies is always like visiting old friends since most of them don't get used much anymore. I'm not sure what happened to winter around here but after these past few days of heat and humidity, I'd like it back.