|Thankfully our usual haunts aren't getting old...|
The dog has learned a new trick...dunking himself in the water dish and running through the dirt when we let him out. We can no longer just "let the dog in." We have to wrestle him to the sink, rinse off his paws, then dry them. Every. Single. Time we let him in.
We are in the process of making a bedroom switch. Cooper is moving to the guestroom, Penny is moving to Cooper's old room, and Penny's itty bitty room is going to be my sewing and craft room. (Yay!) And yes, we are still working steadily at the lake house. I can only hope that this last big push to paint things is a room-painting career closer.
So, yes, sometimes we are down in the trenches and waiting impatiently for Spring and the things that mean Spring. (Better weather, outdoor activities, no allergies, a disciplined dog, and an end to indoor home projects.) In winter, we are down in the trenches. But come Spring, we will be out in the open and back to ourselves.