If there were two words to describe this weekend, they would be “Poor Greta.”  She is so, so sick.  Her terrible, barking cough has meant no sleeping for days and today a runny nose was added to the mix.  Chris

It was over a month ago, when I repainted our divider railing between the dining room and family room a shiny oil-rubbed bronze.  Without skipping a beat, I started on the large staircase and then I never finished it.  Really.

Yesterday, Apartment Therapy posted about compulsive redecorators.  Although I am not extreme as some of the cases they talked about (I don’t change my whole house from shabby chic to minimalistic in a week), I am a compulsive tweaker.  I’m