When I am incredibly busy and stressed, I like to compound it all by beginning extensive projects other than that which I am supposed to be working on. I award myself extra points if they are unnecessary, irrelevant, and totally unimportant to anyone but me. And because I am compulsive, I MUST START THEM IMMEDIATELY.
Normally I decline sponsored-content… Not because we do not need the money, but because we do not need free cereal, the prestige inherent in writing 3,000 words about miniblinds, or the glory related to being a spokesperson for lightbulbs. But Trulia’s theme fits: the moment when you realize you are now responsible for ALL of(…)
Paul and I are on vacation this week… We’re celebrating nine years of being married. Nine years of being amazed at how lucky I got. Nine years of wondering if he listens to a word I say. Nine years of Paul failing to appreciate my talent for micromanagement. Nine years of me having 1,237,894% more(…)
When you SEE what I just got on Craigslist? You will fall over. But first you need the prequel— about my antique mirror fetish… So you can understand how on top of the Victorian wardrobe, this year is ushering in an entirely new and stratospherically-superior level of craigslist treasures.
Two posts ago, I went back to the beginning of our house renovation—how my husband and I decided to buy an old house and fix it up… a decision based around the front-door’s antique hardware. And an imaginary before-and-after picture that lived in my head—a picture designed by a DIY-enthusiasm that came from not ever(…)