After a weekend of verbally having the stuffing beat out of me it is time to re stuff, so to speak.
I must re-store, re-plenish, re-vitalize myself.
Kick back and have one heck of a pity party.
No pity parties, too much to do, wait re-phrase that, there is too much that I want to do.
Golly I have a house that I can do stuff to. Put things where I want (yes, the Mr. can change things).
I want (oops) need to be creative.
Now I must get busy!