there's not light in heaven that my eyes can see

I'm heading over to my house to do some needed taping, mudding and priming. I'll probably get some painting done. Maybe.

I'm in no hurry, but I'm not any less rushed to move in. It seems like if I try to predict a day the house throws something else at me to fix.

I am tired of spending money.

I don't even bother looking at the front bedroom. It is to the bare bones.

I forget that I still need furniture, appliances, and to lay down the flooring. At least I decided on a color for the bedroom and am going to return some stuff to Linens-N-Things to get the money back.