I think I may be becoming addicted to home improvement. Now that phase 2 of this major re-flooring project has gotten underway (barely--it's like we're at the 10 mile mark of a 10,000 mile journey), all I can think about is what I want to do next. Hell, I stopped at Lowe's today on the way home to look at paint colors and countertop options for the kitchen. And I'm also thinking about kitchen sinks and backsplashes. And windows. We really need new windows. MAKE! ME! STOP!!
It's like a freakin' deck of cards: you get one think looking really good, and it just makes all the other stuff surrounding it that you HAVEN'T gotten to yet look downright awful. I guess it's like those people who get addicted to plastic surgery. They go in to have a deviated septum fixed, and the next thing you know, they look like Joan Van Ark.
I guess I should be thankful that I'm not swimming in disposable income because I'm telling you right now, I would be desposing of it on various house projects. Like that skylight we need in the laundry room