For a little while now, I've been putting off getting our bedroom ready to paint. Then yesterday evening, I learned that the painters can start - - tomorrow.
At 9am.
Buh-bye procrastination, hello bed to the middle of the room and dusting every last nook and cranny. I am about to fall the hell over, absolutely dazed from working so hard after having been so sick. But it's done. I'm finished. I'm sitting on my bed in the middle of the room, kind of enjoying playing "island", while I tell myself I really should get a shower but keep picking out new linens and curtains and finalizing where I want the furniture to be placed. Oh, and a new ceiling fan. And lamps. So, so much - - I want a shower and a nap so bad I can hardly see, but I can't stop. I will dream of the phrases "Egyptian cotton" and "dragonfly stained glass lamp" for the next one hundred days, but it'll be worth it.
Alright. I'm off - I caught myself falling asleep staring at the cursor just now.
This kind of sort of might be like getting a whole new life.
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