Lately, I've been overwhelmed by the desire to completely finish everything in our house. It's been a year, folks, and we still haven't hardly put together the office in which the mister works out of every M-F. There is something really wrong with that, because we've had a lot of time to do so. It's one of the rooms we've neglected altogether - it's still the original paint color from when we moved in, there were piles and stacks of things that
had have no home, the liter box is just...there, the bookshelves were in disarray. The weekend before last, we hunkered down and cleared out the ridiculous amounts of paper stacked up everywhere (and not so much in stacks, really, more in random chaotic piles). We kind of shoved things in the closet (although I honestly need that closet to look like this) and made some space for a furniture rearrangement. We refiled our important papers, tossed out old ones, put magazines in order in a filing system and called it done for now. So here we are, ready to begin, with a somewhat clueless approach to it all. I guess I should just begin by blowing copious amounts of money on the cutest accessories I can find, right??