What is it about running errands that is so exhausting? It's always much worse/tiring when we have the kids, than when I can run out and run them alone. As I sit here typing this, I can hardly keep my eyes open, and I already had a 30 minute catnap with my head flopped over to the side. My neck hurts now. I really should just go to bed.
We picked up some white oil based paint that I'll be using to paint the wood grain on the tables white. The more I look at them, the more scratches I see on the wooden parts, and this gives it a worn out look in spite of the new sage green paint. I'll put white around the outside edges, too, so I'm hoping they'll look like a brand new set of tables. Normally I don't use oil based paint, but it just holds up so much better to use, and I'll be using these tables regularly, so I thought it was a good idea. I'll have to leave them outside to cure completely, so the smell is gone by the time we take them inside. I'm thinking they'll look pretty good.
Didn't get much of anything done around the house today, but I was able to work in Hopper's bedroom last night and got quite a bit done. We're hoping to finish it up tomorrow, so she can start sleeping down there again tomorrow night. It won't give her much time to get used to sleeping in her bedroom again before school starts, but I don't think it will take much to get used to peace and quiet again.
I have a whole list of things to accomplish tomorrow, so I think I am going to call it a night. No sense in having a sore neck tomorrow on top of everything I have to do.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.