Great Room, Batman!

They're painting our great room.

As excited as I am about this prospect -- I'm still wondering why I didn't do this three years ago when we moved in -- I feel totally displaced from our house and routine. The dogs are freaking out because their spot by the fireplace is gone, the baby is frustrated because he's not getting his morning t.v. while I clean up the kitchen and put in some laundry*, and I am forced to sit in the playroom and think of all the things I could be doing if there weren't three (very nice) men in my living room.

I'm actually really excited about having a room that looks completed. The walls will be done, I'll rehang the curtains, and I'll finally get the ENORMOUS map of Paris up on the wall so it won't look like a giant waste of space (which it is).

I'll post pictures when they're done.

*I am a really good mom. But sometimes Manny, Oso, and Mickey can give him things I can't. Or rather, they can give me things I couldn't otherwise have. Like an hour of sanity while cleaning.