She's right, it IS fun, it helped my outlook.
By the time Paul and I got home, I was ready to sit and put my feet up, but nope, I want to get the cabinets finished and off my kitchen table, so one nice coat of gray, and I think they're done. Now just to put the hardware, hinges, handles back on, doors back on, and phew.
Paul made us dinner: bacon, and scrambled eggs with red, orange, green peppers and onions, cheddar cheese, heavy cream...fantastic, especially as it was my first and only meal of the day. I also had Ezekial toast with raspberry jam, oh so yummy.
I'm sitting here blogging, while my mind is running this little list of things I should be doing, like when the news is on and there's the annoying headlines running constantly along the bottom. We're going to have a baby blessing, and a picnic at church today. We're all bringing different things, there'll be pulled pork and coleslaw, and watermelon and and and...that's what the desserts are for.