Mr Man and I created an artificial deadline to kick our selves in our respective ASSES. An upcoming large(ish) fourth of July gathering has us working like cuh-razy to finish two large(ish) exterior projects.
This plan is brilliant because? Work we would have picked away at all summer - like a mediocre dessert you were really excited about but fails to live up to your expectations - will now be complete and we can actually enjoy the fruits of our labor.
This plan is que stupido because? I am no where near a calm enough person to get through this with grace. Instead of 'om shanti' my brain frequents the path to 'ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod' land. Not only is being a freaky shallow breather not attractive? Apparently it's not good for your health either.
So I dangle shiny things in front of my brain to bring it back to 'om shanti' and remember that no matter what my backyard looks like on July 4? I'll still be above ground and picky about tiramisu.
I'll explain the two projects and the photos in posts later this week.