I think I may need to reintroduce myself. I'm Laura. I used to write this blog. I still do, at least today.
What's been going on?
I've moved my oldest (across town, admittedly) to college. The cell phone photo is probably so bad because the relative humidity that day was about 1342 percent. In an un-air conditioned dormitory.
I've been weirdly sad. And also glad that he's going to school in town, so I can see him more often than most parents of college students get to do. I'm conflicted about that. Sad and grateful at the same time is a sort of jumpy stomach sort of feeling.
I bought a big-ass stack of paint cans.
No, that's not even for the entire house.
DIY warrior weekends:
The suck, it goes on forever.
I have been scraping, sanding, and caulking approximately since Truman left the White House. Or at least it feels that way.
It's hot here; my grass died.
It's hot here; I ran another 5K; I felt like dying.
Better (longer, more grammatical) posts soon.