The end is nigh

You might have been wondering where I've been these last couple of days. Manicworld, that's where. On Sunday I roped Friend Sarah into bringing me to IKEA as part of Operation: Save our Collective Lives and we filled up the car with storage and sundry. In the intervening 96 hours I have spent 16 hours sleeping and 78 hours systematically trashing the house, cleaning, assembling furniture, painting, filing paperwork, dragging furniture up and down the hall, making trips to our garage and throwing two tons of stuff into the wheelie bin. And 2 hours eating mermaid cake. The living room is done. Mostly. But enough to show you. I'm going to be Super Big Girl Brave and show you some pictures of it at its (pre-mania) worst though. Not so you can judge me, but so you can give me pats on the back and tell me how awesome I am. Okay, let's go....

The Old pre-mania squalor


The Sunday 2AM


The New Shiny Happy room


The Old Pre-Mania view to the Dark Side


The New Storage A-Go-Go view to the other side


The New TV Area with Concealed Toddler Detritus


The We Loves The Rug view


The Not Even Patrick Swayze Does This Sh*t view

The problem with me is that once I start things they obsess me and I can't relax until they're perfect. But I've done enough of it to make me content for a bit.

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