Day 28! Wrecking My Home in the Home Stretch

 I almost said Day 29 because we watched a movie last night which we hardly ever do on Friday night so all day has kind of felt like Sunday. I am ever so slightly dispirited right now, only because we are at the point of doing stuff to the house where everything looks like absolute shite, which is a necessary part of it looking better than before but a very unpleasant one. And it's late again, and I really want to do a few more hours' work, but I'm trying not to stay up stupid late anymore. Leaving the kitchen looking like this is haaaard. So I want to thank Suz who just commented on my last four posts all at once and made me smile hard - and everyone else who comments because I feel like you're all walking me through one of the hardest months in the year, and I am very grateful. And also, commenting on a post every day for a month is hard and it's admirable that you're all not just saying "present" and going about your day while I am on my bullshit, honestly.

There is a bathroom organizer in my family room

The new range is here and it is spectacular. Of course, now I have to throw out the rest of the kitchen because it does not remotely measure up. Not really, but I am moving stuff around to make it look slightly more like I'm classy enough to own this oven. I started to clean out the upper cupboards in my usual fashion, which consists of just moving things around ineffectually and throwing out some expired breadcrumbs, but then I was thunderstruck by the revolutionary notion: what if I switched the middle and high shelves so the past and ziploc bags we need every day or two are easily accessible and the cornstarch and honey and pudding mixes that we need once a week or less were the things we had to stretch up on tiptoe to get? I tried to get my husband to acknowledge that this was a stroke of genius on my part. He saluted me from his crouching position painting the powder room baseboards, which was gratifying until a falling package of spaghetti hit me on the head. This was just validation for my decision, of course. Borderline concussive validation, but I'll take it.

Whimper

I also didn't have to have dinner, because while going through the cupboard I ate some old chocolate, some kind of teriyaki cured sausage, some almonds, some cashews, some peanuts and some pine nuts, and half a package of Squish tea leaves. 

I love my new phone, but I just realized that although my old case fits on it, it covers part of the camera, so all the pictures had a weird blurry corner (or maybe my new phone is haunted, right Suz?) This is not a huge deal, except it takes me FOREVER to choose a new phone case, and I'm terrified carrying around my phone without one. I guess I can carry it around in the old case and just take pictures knowing I'll have to crop a corner off? Whatever, first world problems.

I also went through the stuff from the oven drawer because the new one is much less deep. It's just as well, honestly. Did anyone else ever fall for the silicone muffin tins and cake pans thing? They're non-stick! They cook evenly! THEY'RE FUCKING FLOPPY AND USELESS. Who the hell thought it was a good idea to put stuff that's going to be heated to 350 degrees in something that can't hold it's own goddamned shape? I'll keep the baking mat but the rest of that shit is out of here. 

Thus I have just confessed to spending my entire Saturday washing muffins tins and moving noodles around. Try not to hate me because my life is so glamorous.