Alright, not moving day, persay, more specifically, moving weekend.
Today we get the keys to the new pad. This afternoon, I will leave work and head straight to Lowe's to get paint, supplies, and probably an energy drink of some kind.
And then - tape, edge, paint, repeat.
Right now my body is in a constant state of fight-or-flight mode. You know that feeling you had when you were a kid when Christmas was the next day? I have the adult version of that. Excited to get into a new place and start fresh.
Our house now is like one giant fort for the cats. We've got furniture stacked in the living room because we are officially out of space in the garage. So they think it's some sort of playhouse we've arranged for them.
It's not, but we'll let them think it is.
I'm SO FLIPPIN' EXCITED for all the projects I've got running through my head.
But first things first; I've got a list a mile long of the projects I need to get done [etsy sales, blech], and getting our house arranged, first and foremost.
Until further notice -