One more hour

This one included yet more laundry–ha my hours start and end this way, it seems, finishing the living room and beginning the “foyer” that holds a hutch and a couple of bookcases with our school stuff on them. Only salesmen and such use the front door, so I don’t feel the need to keep it spacious, just tidy. To us, it’s a fire escape.

Oh, and the goodie was nail polish.

I think I’m going to take a nap 😉 I’m tired and lack the patience for any more organizing. At least I don’t have to figure out a place to store extra golf cart parts. If we had those, they would be in the shed, and the shed is DH’s problem.