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…
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