I've reached a new low. I ate in my bed. Never ever do I ever eat in my bed. It's two things you just do not combine. It would be like making a salad on the bathroom counter - yuck! I didn't even eat in my bed in the hospital.
This is a rare occasion. I didn't make my bed as soon as I got out of it this morning. By the time I got to it, Georgie was snuggled under the sheets. Happy as a lark.
After seeing the brick tile in the laundry room, we thought we might want it in the pantry as well, as more of a contrast to the wooden shelves we're putting in there. Then, Todd suggested we try it in the kitchen and low and behold, we loved it. So, change of plans. The closet isn't done yet, but we've got the trim up in Todd's room, and it looks incredible.
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