Good Monday

Yesterday's post I was sitting in an almost cleaned out office. Since this afternoon I'm sitting in a gorgeous new paint smelling office. There's a part of one wall that Old Fuzzy is patching, but when he finishes that we can finish painting and it will be DONE.

I told Old Fuzzy, "after we get the room painted we will be soooo happy, and we'll wonder why we waited so long...until we look in the living room and see all the clutter we took out of the office." Well, I'm probably right on all counts, but it looks absolutely wonderful and I don't even have it decorated yet. Oh, the possibilities.

Adorable does the brush work and I do the roller. She makes me feel good by telling me the roller part is the hardest part. I don't actually believe that, but I feel like it should be true. I'm thinking this may be my last room escapade. I am so needing a couple of aspirins for aches and whatnots.

So many things I procrastinate about and once I finish it I feel so free that I have it done. The dread of doing the project was much worse than it should have been. There is the saying, 'never put off till tomorrow what you should do today'.

Now all I need to do is get the stuff in the living room sorted and dealt with—and yes, I'm dreading that part of the project. Sigh...

Matthew 9:11 "And when the Pharisees saw it, they said unto his disciples, Why eateth your Teacher with the publicans and sinners? 12) But when he heard it, he said, They that are whole have no need of a physician, but they that are sick. 13) But go ye and learn what this meaneth, I desire mercy, and not sacrifice, for I came not to call the righteous, but sinners."