"I can only control how hard I work, and how much I swear."

This is my mantra. It really applies to anything happening in life. Hard work generally helps things, swearing and a bad attitude generally make things worse. My house right now is chaos and I don't really care that much. I am working hard trying to figure out how we are going to live around a construction zone, and it has definitely messed up a few plans, but it seems like a waste of time to be upset. (Remind me of this come July when my house is still torn apart, and you hear bad words coming out my open windows.) But for today this is what I am going with.

Here's a picture of my wavy hardwood floor, The Handy Hubby cut his foot on a corner of the wood yesterday.  We will
"de-poop-ify" soon.