We are both feeling the effects of so much unusual activity. DH hasn't done nearly as much as me (until recently) but he had a very busy few days.
And me? Frazzled.
But I look around, and there is still a lot to do, especially as we're having a Halloween party!
A room shut off, with the rest of the junk in it, that's not too bad. But we're not at that point yet.
Tonight, if I do nothing else I need to work on the china cupboard and sort the vintage magazines. I want to work it so that we have the current month (though not year!) plus the following month out, and switch every four weeks or so. Even vintage magazine racks have their spacial limitations. Besides, it looks like hell, and I'm fussy enough to resent it.
We need more bookcases (I'm trying to find a wall mounted white one for the kitchen, and we'd like at least one tall one for the living room or media room). I need to make curtains for the kitchen cupboards and the windows, get mini blinds up in the workroom—DH will probably take care of that—and find some way of transforming the bedroom, which is a disaster area.
The upstairs (full) bath is a whole other can of worms. It's a wreck, but until we have something like order everywhere else, it seems pointless to start demo work and all the rest.
I know we're moving along in good order, but I want it done yesterday. I'm that sort of 5 year old.
I managed to do a little bit of knitting yesterday. What do you know, I still remember how!