So we are stumbling through the holidays, just trying to make things work. Between 2 retail jobs, work on the house, and all the other crap that goes with life in this modern world, we are running hard. That’s not to say all is unwell – we had a nice bday dinner for Psycho Momia on Saturday, including the best damned baked potatoes that I’ve ever made. I did very well by her for our anniversary and birthday gifts – I even made her cry (in a good way, you fools. )
The attic is coming along, only limited by the amount of time I have up there.
Soon, it’ll be a bedroom, and lots of happy sweaty messes will be made.