Poor George said this morning “I never know when I leave the house what I am going to find when I come home”. I asked him, “Is that a bad thing?”…He just mumbled something under his breath and went to bed.
I painted 1/2 of the tv/guest/computer/craft room this weekend and rearranged five pieces of furniture…moving them from one room to another, moved a bed out and two beds in..moved two dressers so the beds would fit…changed out four sets of curtains and hung some pictures.
That wasn’t too much change was it?
anyway, let me show off (or at the very least show you all) what I did.