Needed: A Pep Talk, A Hug, and A Beer.
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I'm taking a quick break from working on our bathroom, to eat a bite of lunch, and to send out a plea for a positive word.
Our dear friend Erica arrives for a week-long visit tonight. Robb and I have been trying to get our bathroom tidied, but even after a week with my head wedged beside the toilet, I don't think it looks appreciably better. It looks different, sure. Instead of looking like a wreck, it looks like a construction site.
Today is about the prettiest day imaginable, and I've spent the entire time in the bathroom.
Please send sympathy, and beer.
not how things look at our house
I'm taking a quick break from working on our bathroom, to eat a bite of lunch, and to send out a plea for a positive word.
Our dear friend Erica arrives for a week-long visit tonight. Robb and I have been trying to get our bathroom tidied, but even after a week with my head wedged beside the toilet, I don't think it looks appreciably better. It looks different, sure. Instead of looking like a wreck, it looks like a construction site.
Today is about the prettiest day imaginable, and I've spent the entire time in the bathroom.
Please send sympathy, and beer.
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BTW: my darling husband spent almost an hour with toilet-head-and-body wedging recently attempting to remove a baby bunny who'd been maimed by our cat and crawled into a recess there to breathe its last. It involved a carefully bent coat hanger, gouged fur and quite a bit of gore :-P