Just. Breathe.

The home improvement virus continues to assault. In the last four days, we've gotten a new fence...   [Installed by professionals, thank God -- they finished the entire thing faster than we could have taken the old one down.] ...and created a big mess in the house: [Did I mention we're having guests this weekend? That's the deadline for getting my house put back together.] ...because I decided the pantry needed to be redone. Granted, it's a little worse than usual because it's about to get ripped out.   Best husband award goes to...   ...this guy, because he always gets stuck doing the manual labor.   Just a few hours later...   Look at all that space!   It's only taken me two days to put stuff in. I apparently have a canned tomato addiction.   I'm sure I'll make changes - probably after a trip to the grocery store. I've got some serving dishes in there now, which freed up cabinet space elsewher...

I have a confession. I have issues with knowing my own limits. The whole idea that I HAVE limits annoys me, so I just push forward. I say things like, "But I want to!" as a reason for taking on 68 things at the same time. Sometimes it works out, sometimes not. I also love fall. [I love it more when it's not 97 degrees outside, but that's a different topic.] The colors, the air, the food, the clothes -- other than Christmas, it's the one season I actually change the decor of my house. When fall hits, I get inspired to take on projects of all types, and usually all at the same time. This past weekend, I was in the mood to bake something, so I promised the kid cupcakes (Project#1).  Snickerdoodle cupcakes!  I knew I wanted to get the dining room table decorated for fall (P#2)...  Not quite finished yet  but then I noticed how bad the chair fabric looked after 8 years. So let's recover the dining chairs (P#3)! Eight chairs in one day! An...