i’m up to my eyeballs in boxes and garbage. (did you know that if you have a professional moving company and you’re not there to say “what the… ?” they will, in fact, pack your garbage.?.) and i keep looking at lovely spaces like this or this and sighing and thinking, “i’m going to make my house like that.” and then i start and the kids put their hands in the paint or i have to stop in the middle to make dinner and do bedtime and then there’s laundry everywhere because i’m DIYing instead of keeping on top of the mundane. so. to make all the rest of you in the world who find project blogs depressing, i’m about to post some real life photos. photos where i didn’t even put away the vacuum. because we could all use a little more reality and a little less of people who relocate belly buttons with photoshop.
- rolling on the dirty living room floor
- dancing in the living room painted the color of boogers
- master bedroom painted the color of turd
- the new master bedroom, complete with stuff all over the floor
- the new master bedroom again because i can't figure out how to delete the double image
- the new living room, complete with vacuum
- the living room: vacuum talks with little chair








i’ve been a texan for a few weeks now. i have a pool pass, a military ID, a mental note to say “y’all” as often as i can. i eat blue bell ice cream. i skitter from one air conditioned building to another. i live in a big house in a big city in an even bigger state.
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