I am ripping out an old flimsy wood paneling closet. I have a hammer and safety glasses. I smashed my pinky with the hammer so I’m taking a break.
I’m redoing my oldest room. Finally getting around to painting it. The old owners had it painted in an obnoxious theme.
I found an antique headboard and footboard with the GIANT 4 posts that go up to the ceiling, and has a lot of intricate detailing on the wood. It matches the two nightstands that I had when I was a child. Like, they came with this exact set. I can’t get over it. Kismet.
I feel so accomplished and proud. It makes me giggle because my oldest felt really good when she completed a huge tasked and I asked her if it made her feel like she could do anything now and she said “I feel like I could punch bears now it is great”