Where to start, really

I guess I should start with my motivations for creating a blog. Although, I think of it more as a diary.

The thing is, I am an obsesser. An agonizer. A waffler. A wallower.

And my family is.so.over.that.shit

When you’re in the midst of never ending tiny projects that drag on and never seem to end, it lacks excitement. You lose a sense of any visual progress. My hope is that if I keep track of all those tiny little projects, I will be able to look back and see my very own amazing before/after.

Maybe, if I post the terrible state of my home on the interwebs, it will shame me into GETTING things finished.

Here’s hoping.