I'm not going to lie to you, I'm pretty happy with myself right now. I took the gloves off and gave it to our living room today. It might have taken about six trips to the garbage outside and the relocation of the desk that used to sit behind the couch, but it's been done and I feel all the better for it. Kemah's even finally come out from hiding, safe now from the reaches of the ever threatening vacuum.
The stuff over by the window is staged for the wrapping part of today's Christmas preparations and the tree stand is sitting idle until The LB and I can agree on the appropriate time to bring something home to fill it. Just a few more papers to rummage through and mostly discard... The four loads of laundry I did are all folded and put away and that smell? That's the beef stew I made. Thankfully, I'll never have to try it and The LB will never have the heart to tell me if it sucks. By my standards, it's been a pretty productive day.
I ask again, is 2:30 too early for a celebratory glass of wine?