... are pretty darn good. I'm no longer throwing up, Redding is almost playing by himself and I've started to finish projects I began many (many) months ago.
Perhaps I'm even 'nesting'. Although when a friend asked me if that's indeed what I was doing this morning, I quickly denied it. The same way a drunk does 'NO! I have not had too much to drink!' Why did I do that? Is there something wrong with nesting? No.
It's probably the same way I have to fight everything that I think is going along with the curve. It's what I call my Inherent Right to be Different (it's a farce, by the way). Terminal Uniqueness. (You can not even begin to believe the inner battle I had over painting my doors turquoise 'but everyone is doing turquoise these days!')
Well ... for whatever reason, I am getting things done around my house, and it feels good. I'll share some projects with y'all soon!