I finally finished painting my living room and den. And when I say I, I mean Aaron finally came home after two weeks in PEI to finish painting all the doors in a night. It took me two weeks to get 3/4 of a door painted.

Three boxes left to clear.

I have to get rid of these curtains. I need to make curtains. I need to stop building my list of To Do's.
I wish my reason for living out of boxes for over a month could be because I've been frolicking in the sun every day. It's not. When Vancouver decided to welcome the sun, someone gave me a job. It's hard to complain about having a job, but when I'm trapped in a hot room all day and I'm not sweating from hiking and running outdoors, but sweating from sitting in a chair and clicking a mouse... whining about being employed is semi allowed. No, it's not, but no one reads this, so I'll whine if I want to.

It's sad when the only time I've been able to enjoy the sun this summer is when I was waiting for dailies.