Well, my morning did not go as planned, which means my whole day was kind of blown up…so what did I do?  I moved furniture.

As I was moving furniture (and the little guy was *constantly* asking me what I was doing) I figured out that when I get frustrated and feel like thing are out of my control I move furniture.  I called my mom this evening to talk to her about my day and she said that was what one of my favorite aunts used to do.  I am in good company.

Photos of the new furniture placement (and reason behind it) will come soon…