My back is sore. My arms are sore. My legs are sore. My hands are sore. My feet are sore.
Why, you ask? Did I run a marathon? Rearrange all my furniture? Lift a car off of a small child? No... I painted a room. Just one room. Luckily Tina came and saved me from the second room.
The good news is the nursery has been painted and most if the non nursery furniture had been moved out.
Now all I need to do is buy a crib. And make curtains. And paint the dresser and the changing table. And find bedding. And get baby clothes. And make the wall hangings.
Oh yeah, and give birth.
Well, now I feel overwhelmed. I'll leave you with a picture of the painted nursery. Just ignore all the unneeded furniture, ok?