Name that movie! (Easy.)
So, I decided that I needed to start scraping paper if I was going to make my anniversary deadline. I’m not going to make it, but I decided to scrape paper, anyway. And so I decided the easiest room to tackle was our Hers closet/dressing room. And I figured it was so small, I could knock it out in a few hours.
I got cocky. It’s too bad Han Solo wasn’t around to put me in my place. It’s too bad he’s not always around, honestly. Is it weird if I hang a Han Solo poster over my bed. Mr. Darcy says yes.
So, what I am saying is that I did not finish, and I will not finish today.
You can tell you are a bit home-obsessed when your two year old walks into a room, sees you scraping paper and says, “What doing Mommy? Painting?”
In a few years, I think I’ll have a nice, free crew of laborers. Yeeha!