|Although I could NEVER watch, I'm sure my face looked a lot like this.|
In other news, I took the initiative today to purchase a new bathroom vanity/sink and new floor tile for my bathroom. Our place was built in 1982 and I am pretty sure most of the contents are original. My bathroom is fugly. It's taking all of my self control (and I don't have much) to not go in there RIGHT NOW and start tearing shit apart. I'm impatient. Speaking of impatient, we find out the gender of baby 2.0 in a little over a week and I can't wait to start creating that room either. At any given time there is like nine projects going on in my house, clearly. After talking with a mommy friend and fellow DIY-er last night, I have more drive then ever to finally bring our place into the current decade, regardless if I am all super pregnant and shit.