After a monumental meltdown earlier today, I am okay. The floor guys hadn't been here when I got off work this afternoon - I assumed (I know, I know) that they had blown me off. So I called and was a total looney. They came. They finished. It's beautiful. I guess it will take me a while to really realize I've got my house back. The whole process has been emotionally exhausting for me, and I can't wait for the weekend so I can really relax and enjoy it. It's done. Finally.
You'll notice a distinct lack of furniture. That's because I got rid of the junk that just didn't go anymore. I now need lamps and rugs. My bf promises to make me end tables and a book shelf / entertainment center for the living room to match the coffee table he made me.
Or else, I'm going with the simplified Asian theme. Yeah, that's it.
