DH is bugging me about the dining room colour again. He wants to leave it. I can't eat in a room that bright. I picked what I think is a much more muted colour (closer to my original choice) and asked him to get a litre and do a small test wall (we have a type of bulkhead that will do fine for this). This has taken 5 emails and 4 face-to-face conversations.
I wish each small decision didn't have to be this involved. I decide and tell him but he keeps rehashing it and rehashing it. SIGH.
At least I am going to finish the shopping for household furnishings this weekend. Whatever is missing will be missing until next summer. Never thought I'd say I'm sick of shopping but I am.
Now I just have to wait for things to be finished, arrange deliveries, and I'm done. I think I will get about a day or so break in all of this sometime at the middle of September.
Dagmar
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I am not looking forward to giving him daily prednisone pills either! Any tricks/tips on tricking cats into taking pills?