In my house trouble is spelled "t a p e m e a s u r e".
Today I spent the day teaching Lily, ferrying her to activities and cleaning up my rat hole of a house.
I'm not kidding. It was a horror.
Luckily Lily was invited to a friend's house for three hours this afternoon so I had enough time to do a mega cleaning blitz before I needed to pick her up.
I finished all of my cleaning with ten minutes to spare.
All day long I have been gnawing on the idea of moving my couch. It would be a pretty radical move and as I toiled I kept imagining how it might work.
This is all to explain how ten minutes before I needed to leave to get Lily I pulled out this.
Once I take out the tape measure it means that the idea has moved past the "Hmmmm. That could be interesting but I am not interested in committing to fully exploring it." to "Must. Move. Couch. Now."
I have several tape measure's strategically placed around my house for when inspiration strikes. Some people preposition booze. I preposition tools. It's just how I roll.
I conferred with my tape measure and we agreed. I had just enough time to move the couch and get an idea of how it would look.
Reader, I love it. No I don't have any pictures yet. I also have no idea how anyone will be able to use the TV, DVD player or Wii.
DO NOT TROUBLE ME WITH BORING DETAILS!
Sorry about that little outburst.
Anyway, now the couch faces the fireplace and that my friends was the goal of the day.
That and eliminate the dust bunnies. If that isn't cause for chocolate, then I don't know what is.
PS. Tomorrow my Shiny Red Giveaway ends! Leave a comment!
PPS. The bat was not rabid, may he rest in sweet bat peace.