"Oh my god! I love that pink wall and calzones"
That was the repsonse I got from Keira tonight as I stood in her room, hand cramped beyond belief, finishing up the last coat (hopefully) of paint on the new room. I have finally broken down and begun the transformation from two bedroom for the girls to one bed room. The paint is on the wall (a nice pale pink that I would normally despise but am pleased with because they love it) a new light fixture is waiting to be put up, the bunk beds are ordered and awaiting delivery and the girls are asking every 15 minutes if it is done yet. Moving them into one room means that Keith and I can finally have a bedroom again. It has been a long three years sleeping in the living room, taking out the bed every night, picking it up every morning, and I am more than anxious to have a room to call my (our) own.
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In other news
I am on vacation from work and for the first time in months I don't feel like killing someone. There was no one in particular I was thinking about snuffing out...just that generalized anger that makes me think that a post apocalyptic world would be a delight if only for the lack of people left around to annoy me. I think I needed this vacation!
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