The smackdown with the basement continues.
Some small part of me recognizes that I'm winning... a large portion of me wonders what the hell I'm doing.
I'm not doing before and after photos. I don't want to remember it in the state it's at now... I just want it to be done.
I want the sneezing to stop.
I want the boxes to have homes on shelves, and I want to make a trip to the dump.
Perhaps that will happen today on my way to look at fabric for the false wall? Fingers crossed.... pitter patter, let's get at 'er.
Some small part of me recognizes that I'm winning... a large portion of me wonders what the hell I'm doing.
I'm not doing before and after photos. I don't want to remember it in the state it's at now... I just want it to be done.
I want the sneezing to stop.
I want the boxes to have homes on shelves, and I want to make a trip to the dump.
Perhaps that will happen today on my way to look at fabric for the false wall? Fingers crossed.... pitter patter, let's get at 'er.
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