Holy Sheet (rock)

Good afternoon and welcome to another exciting episode of blogspot. It's been one of those days for me. One of those days when nothing seems to be going right. You know, you wake up with a zit the size of Madagascar. You bite your lip while eating toast. You spill coffee all over your shoes. You accidentally somehow schedule two extra Southern Studies classes for the spring semester, causing a professor to have to be in three different classes at once and you e-mail the registrar about the problem but she's really really too busy to deal with you right now.

But then you open your e-mail and there are more 626 Second Street pictures and you feel a little better. You see the front porch being built and you can imagine all the lovely springtime evenings you and your loved ones will someday spend in rocking chairs on that porch, waving at the neighbors. You see the sheetrock being loaded through a second-floor window and find yourself suddenly Googling "paint chips."

Ah. Just when you think your day is the worst it can possibly be, the thought of the new house makes you smile.

:)