Four Screws to Awesome

So I have been a busy little lady here today.  I have seven nights off from healing the broken, the sickly, and the loony.  SEVEN!  Do you have any idea what I can accomplish in a time frame like that?  Well I'm here to show and tell what has occured on Day Two.

Adam and I went to his sister's house this last weekend and saw the Best Contraption Ever (TM).  The kitchen trash can was one of those fantabulous Rev-A-Shelf inside the cabinet, hidden away from everything trash cans.  Amazing.  I have seen them before, but never in action and I am here to say: GREAT.  The kids were so impressed that they were actually finding things to throw away!  So a trip to Menards and Four Screws later...Awesome! 


And there has been an issue here lately of little children attempting to tie every cord that is connected to the computer in precisely 87 knots apiece and coloring on the monitor with orange and green crayons.  While I am a fan of art I prefer it on paper...and not the mail that I have on the desk.  We have been wanting to put the computer in our room for safe keeping and peace of mind, but our desk is too large.  The hunt for a desk that will fit where we want it to has been futile to this point.  And then today at Menards-you save big money there, you know...when you shop Menards?  Even Nathan was singing the song by aisle 836.  I found a desk that will suit our needs perfectly.  There is something equally frustrating and satisfying about building your own fake wood furniture.  Something that makes you sigh, scream, curse, and finally lie in a defeated heap on the floor and weep...  But then you end up with something that actually passes as furniture!

BRILLIANT!


Then I decided to tackle the children's bathroom, pina colada in hand, after they went to bed.  It seems that the remodel of 2010 did not want to last very long.  Rather, I don't know how to clean up after myself, so the kids found the primer hidden in the cabinet and sprinkled it on the beautiful black bathroom furniture...meh.  And the wall paper that I painstakingly hung has suffered too many toothpaste and crayon smears, splotches of 'what-the-heck-IS-that,' and is now rendered yucky.  What is my solution, you wonder?  Tile.  You can scrub it.  Is there anything left to say?

This of course is only the beginning.  I have also bought paint to refinish a furniture piece for the girls' room, and hardware for the kitchen cabinets, and rollers to finish painting the cabinets, and replacement doors for the broken kitchen cabinets.  I intend on repainting the children's bathroom furniture and rehanging their mirror.  I also have to write my last paper for this term of my BSN degree.  But most importantly, I have a date with a pretty neat guy, my husband.  We're going to the home show-isn't that romantic?  I figure that it may give me a few more project ideas...