Our assignment was to pick something off of our list.
I decided I would knock off a bunch of small projects instead of working on something big. I was craving instant gratification.
Instead, the whole day felt like eating a popsicle in the hot sun while it is dripping all over you and making you sticky and that last bit that's always so tricky to get just... falls... off.
Project #1. Install a longer extension cord behind the dresser.
Yep, Nope. Didn't work. No gratification.
Project #2. Tape two plastic bags together over the big brown drapes so I can get them into storage.
Well, OK, mildly gratifying, but mostly tedious. Now of course, I have to actually carry them down two flights of stairs and put them into storage. Too much work. (They're heavy.)
Project #3. Paint and "finish" pull out shelf.
sigh. I forgot the damn paint takes 16 hours to dry. Yes. 16. Nothing "instant" about that, now is there? Then there will be the rest of it to do. (I am going to put butcher block oil on it just because I want to see what it does.)
Project #4. Put another coat of wax on the coffee table.
Ok. That was OK.
Project #5. Clean the bathroom.
That felt much better.