I Can Not...

make up my mind to save my life! Seriously, its getting kind of old! I can't decide what color I want to paint any room except the guest bedroom. And the ceilings. Yep! I can not decide what I want to do, buy a cricut machine or not. Buy some storage containers for scrapbooking/sewing or not. Try to convince my husband to build me something or not.

Okay, that last one I lied. I'm always coming up with wonderful ideas for hubby to make me. He never has successfully made me anything I've asked for yet. Tonight I even used the line "do you know why you should make this for me?" (of course he said why) and i followed with "Because Uncle Glenn would make it for Aunt Jenae!" I got a good chuckle out of that one. Wish more of that Krisher wood working blood ran through my husband! :)

Anywho, I can't even decide which wedding pictures to print. Which is my favorite. Which to get a big print of. What kind of words to put on the wall. Seriously, I just wish I'd come home one day and it'd all be done. Cause at least then it'd be decided!! I really look forward to doing some of the projects, like painting, printing, sewing, scrapbooking... but to make the choices on the paint colors, the pictures to print, the fabric to buy, the backgrounds to use, I'm afraid I might not ever actually do the projects for fear of not making a choice even to begin with.

If I didn't know better, I'd say I was pregnant.



Of course I do know better, so I know I'm not. Incase you didn't catch that part. :P


And to clear up a few comments from the last post...
I'm not usually patient enough to do 10 loads of laundry. And I wasn't desperate for clothes. Sad thing is only 2 loads of those 10 were clothes. Just sheets, more sheets, mattress pads, rugs... you name it! And yes, it all got folded AND put away that day! Amazing for me if I do say so myself! :) And loved that everyone got a kick out of me and my obsession of using chairs and wrapping paper to save me from the boogie man. :) And if I ever found someone, or something, in my house I would SCREAM and run. And probably fall and get caught. But note that I always have my phone in my hand ready to start dialing when I'm checking places for the boogie man. Ya know, cause I'd scream, run, find a hiding place, and successfully call 911 all at the same time! :P And if I knew someone was there before looking, I would text someone to call 911 for me.. cause of course you cant talk out load or they'll know you know they're there! LOL! Too funny. BTW have you ever thought of that? They should SO make a number to text in emergencies. Like so you don't have to talk so the boogie man can't find you! Oh that is genius. Thats enough creativity for this over tired brain for one night. Of to dreamy land since hubbys home to save me from boogie man now.. Night!