I am a starter.
A big ideas girl.
The finishing of things? Not so much.
I need an assistant that can be my finisher. My details person. I could probably pay them in smiles and hugs and snarky asides when people are annoying them. I’d be an awesome boss.
I have a million things undone right now and it’s making me nuts.
What is a girl to do? Start a NEW project which involves tearing apart the living room and painting everything. Woodwork. Fireplace brick. Walls. Ceiling. Madness? Probably. Just wait until you see it.
That bed up there all pretty and made? Don’t let it fool you. It’s the only thing put together in the room. Just at the foot of the bed is two baskets of laundry that needs put away, a box of books that Tate has strewn everywhere, and a dresser piled high with stuff. That print? It’s the only thing currently hung. Did I mention the bedroom remodel was two years ago? But this spot is a happy place. It makes me smile.
It’s a start. Now who wants to be my finisher?