Have you ever had one of those weeks? This one is kicking my butt. If only Chloe could take a 4 hour nap today, I might be able to put things back together again. We’re re-painting the kitchen. No big deal, right? Um, sure. We stripped all of the paint off the cabinets because there were so many layers built up we couldn’t even see the screws for the hinges under the 12 paint colors. That took a week or so. Then we sanded (trying to avoid lead poisoning from 80 year-old paint), TSP’d the whole thing, including the ceiling, primed and painted the lower cabinets. Then, when prepping the ceiling to prime, the paint fell of in great sheets off the ceiling so we had to start scraping. Then Shayne went out of town.

I took some pictures of the ceiling for posterity and to see if I could see any meaning in the patterns like ink blots.

Now the contents of the whole kitchen lives on my coffee table, the dining room table, this desk… There are tortilla chips and skillets under my feet as I type this. My kingdom for some order!