August 10, 2017: You may start noticing dates at the beginnings of some posts. Things are happening so fast around here, who has time to write about it? So I’m about to tell you a story from a month ago, and in order to help you keep track of things, maybe sometimes I’ll remember to put a date at the beginning? So you’ll have a better idea of when this stuff actually happened, instead of just when I remembered to tell you about it, in case you care. Which you probably don’t. That’s fine too.
I’m just a little scatterbrained right now, all right? In real time, it’s September 9 and No. 2 is due on September 27 and her room looks like this:
and if I have any hope of doing all the things I want to do in there, I need to start panic-renovating, like, now. Like with way more panic than I put into finishing the bathroom. Because it took me a month to finish that, and “that” involved a lot of the same things that I want to do in No. 2’s room, and I don’t have a month. I have, like, 18 days.
I’m fine. Why do you ask? Anyway. Where was I?Continue Reading