Two walls painted, two to go.

Going to have to crawl under the built in desk to do some of the painting tomorrow, Ugh my aching back, knees, and toes. Then I’ll have to do some fancy reaching to get the three walls above it. Top that off with the precise painting I’ll have to do around 4 closet doors.

The last wall will be easy in comparison with its one window. Once the paint is dry I’ll be mopping the floor and readying it for the carpet tile that is supposed to arrive today.

As soon as the carpet is down, I have to set up the bed, put on the new bedding, bring in the dresser, (hopefully the mirror too) and put his clothes in it. I’ll leave it to him to go through the boxes of stuff and decide what to put out on his dresser.

The final touch is to switch out my larger TV from my bedroom for his little one and surprise him with that. IF I ever get back into my bedroom, I’ll replace my TV.

And everyone thinks, because he was in care I got a break. Yeah. Right.

I need a fucking break.