Several people "liked" my status and my dad even called and wished me a good evening of doing nothing, but I should have known.
YOU should've known!
I can't do nothing.
This is a blessing and a curse. The blessing is that if there's something that needs to be done, it will get done. On the other hand, the curse is that I can't let something sit. I can't rest if there's something that needs to be done. (FYI, there's a lot that needs to be done when you move into a new house.)
Granted, last night wasn't a need, but I have a project that I desperately want to get done, so I gave it a go.
And didn't get it done. That's the worst.
Want a hint?
Yes, that is a giant hole in my pretty, new cabinet.
Yes, that is an attempted hole in my pretty, new cabinet.
I was pretty frustrated that I couldn't complete at least part of my project, but I plan to remedy that this evening so hopefully I'll be back next week with finished project pics.