The white album

You know you have a problem when you’re waking up before the rest of the house and picking up your paint roller before you’ve even turned on the coffee pot. I can’t begin to tell you how much joy painting the front living room has given me. It may be my true calling. I’m just about done, but the room is still full of a jumble of sad furniture that will soon be sent on its way in order to make room for whatever is next. So no picture of my white room today. Instead behold the amazing pizza dinner celia made. A day that starts with painting and ends with pizza is all I could ever ask for.