My man cave has been relocated to our next house, wherever that may be. Yes this weekend we cleared out my room to make room for Sue Ellen. I hope she appreciates all that I'm giving up for her. I know she'll be worth it. I'm even willing to paint her room, which is saying a lot about me. I hate painting. I loath painting. I would rather re-shingle the house, hang drywall, or move my parents for the 400th time (no offense mom and dad). One of the things about painting is that I'm not an alcoholic or drug user, so I wouldn't make it as a painter. However, this gal's already got me wrapped around her tiny finger, and we're still 20 weeks away for the due date. I guess it's true that when it comes to your kids, you do things that normally you wouldn't. That being said, there's an open invitation to ANYONE who wants to paint to come and do it. If you catch me on the right day, there might even be a monetary reward in for you. Any takers?
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