It’s all in the details….my sanity, that is.
If there’s one thing I’ve found to be true throughout this process it’s that details keep me going. When progress stops, contractors fail, and all hope seems lost, I can easily lose myself in revisiting the details that will *someday* fill the kitchen…the nursery…the house.
Somehow, that calms my nerves, eases the tension, and leaves me ready to face the next day.
Give me a pencil and a sheet of graph paper, and I’m set.
Here’s a look at where we are now. Beachboy has about 4 feet to go until all three spaces have flooring. Alas, work won’t resume again until Monday. This weekend brings with it out of town guests. That leaves us just a few fleeting weekends to go. 8 weeks until we’re “due.” I’m hoping for a late baby. How often do you hear a momma say THAT?