Variations on a theme

Our theme for the next 11 days: Finish.

Finish laying baseboards, finish touching up paint, finish painting the kitchen cabinets/door/drawers, finish building the kitchen cabinets/doors/drawers, finish cleaning, finish installing appliances, finish packing (who am I kidding - start packing), finish my meltdown, just finish.

Do you have a good picture of my current mental state, uh huh? Also, my husband called me this morning after he dropped C off at school to inform me that C bypassed sitting by his best bud in the cafeteria this morning in favor of sitting next to a cute little girl. What in the actual crap? There aren't enough caramel filled chocolate Dove squares in a five mile radius to dull the pain of that turn of events.

Our theme after the 12th will hopefully shift to: Breathe.

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