In my mad dash to get ready to leave for a work trip, I had my husband working like a busy bee to reattach the cabinet doors, drawers and pulls on my newly painted kitchen island. And, given the crazy, OCD-esque person that I am, I took pictures before I rushed out of the house to catch my flight. So, here is a little peek.
I am headed home at o’dark-thirty tomorrow morning, and can’t wait to see The Fam. Getting calls at 9:00 PM from my almost 6 year-old daughter asking me where the Oreos are, just makes me miss them even more. (I have to hide them in empty boxes of Fiber One or else I’ll blow my cover).
I will be turning around on Friday morning (again, in the wee hours) to go out of town again for a family wedding and my grandmother’s 90th birthday. Another long day of travelling, but you only turn get married and turn 90 once, right?
If you’re lucky, that is. 🙂