If you are keeping score, I wrote yesterday that I was painting the dark-wood paneling in my office.
And here it is after my friend Belinda and I painted all day.
One day, we will gut this room when we renovate our home. One day! (I will write a post about our 1951 fixer-upper, which was built by the Milners. We are the second owners and bought it from the children who grew up here.)
The office feels clean (very important for an organizer), and the energy is great. Now I can breath. And get to work.