This weekend we devoted to working on our newly downscaled bedroom. Trading spaces with the baby. Switching rooms and closets feels almost as overwhelming as actual moving, minus the boxes. I was also reminded of what an awful painter I am, and how much I truly despise cutting trim, and why I can so easily talk myself into paying a real professional next time seeing that now matter how hard I try, my mistakes end up pulling close to the same amount from our pockets.
But still, the worst is over. Putting it all back together is the fun part.