My life is my floor, revisited.

“We” continued to work on our master bedroom floor – all week. “We” are now mostly finished. I got as much as I need to get done to move back into our room, so I can envision stalling at this point for a little while. It’s a motivation thing. I am mostly pleased with the way it has come out so far, but the jury is still out on some of the molding work we have left. No, that’s a little misleading. The jury hasn’t even been selected yet. I have no firm plans for just how we’ll finish the job, something that makes Cheryl a little nervous. Alas, one day, before I pass from this earth, we will finish.