2010. Bring it on.

I used to be the most organized person I knew, a list maker and master-juggler… my handwriting was impeccable. These days, I’m more inclined to throw my hands in the air and curl up on the couch, “mañana, mañana” as the Junction busboys used to say. The thing is, I don’t like this new me. I like the old me and if we are going to tackle this house in our lifetime, I gotta bring her back.

Let’s start with something beautiful, because so far this blog has been a whole lot of ugly.

Pretty sure my 2009 Camilla calendar expired yesterday so I’ll order this one today. See that girl on the right? She’s shying away from responsibility, but not me!

Next up, I’ve been drooling over this for years. Time to take the plunge because this stack of contractor estimates is crowding my inner peace.

That ought to do it. I feel the anticipation of my organized life pumping through my veins. In 2010, I will not be trampled by the wild stampede that is this house, but rather in charge of each project, one at a time, check!