The big office throw-away-reorganization is coming along, slowly but surely. Last night I was able to stand in the middle of the room without impaling myself or falling down. That last sentence would probably make Martha Stewart cringe, but in my world it's cause for celebration.
The funny thing about this is I've managed to do most of it during a work week. Usually, I save these kinds of back breaking projects for the weekend; which is insane. Why save work for the two days of free time in my week? Working for a few hours each night after dinner is really a new concept, but very exciting. And besides, anything is better than losing three hours a night to tv. Yikes.
Anyway, thanks for all the many well wishes. Hopefully after I spackle (the walls look like swiss cheese) and grab a couple new items, I'll share the end result with you. It's nothing stupendous or Domino-worthy, but I think the office will finally be complete. Thank goodness, I'm exhausted and the trash men are going to be furious with the extra items on the curb today.
Don't worry, it wasn't anything good.