Remember many months ago when I was going to paint our bedroom? Remember also how, because having a toddler is not conducive to painting, I never got farther than painting the corners and cutting in at the baseboards? Well today my sweet and wonderful friend Julie watched Emma so I could finally finish it. I'm really happy with the way it turned out. The color is cheerful, yet soothing at the same time. I haven't told Steve that I did it. Today is the five year anniversary of when we started dating, so it's a little anniversary surprise, I suppose. He probably won't realize it's painted until tomorrow morning, but it's the thought that counts. The only problem with its being finished is that the room is now screaming at me that it needs curtains, and I have yet to sew the curtains in the living room for which I bought fabric over a month ago.

I am really feeling sorry for Steve these days. He is so exhausted that I worry about him falling asleep when he drives home at night. He's been working 18 hour days all week. I don't know how he does it - I would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago. The good news is that he's taking next week off. He's planning to do some work around the house and yard, but I won't blame him one bit if he decides to lay around and be lazy and catch up on sleep instead. It's certainly well-deserved.