I also like to pretend that this makes me famous, because I'm a little bored around here so that sounds like fun.
What I am finding though is that I don't so much enjoy hearing from all my haters out there. Though I am developing thicker skin, I still feel shaken when I read some people's vicious comments about me. In the first seven hours the article was online I had 10 comments posted, mostly not so nice.
Alex thought it was hilarious, but I went to bed feeling unsettled and thinking we should hire some sort of security guard for the days close to the publishing of these things.
I was going to go into my analysis of people's commentary, and my defense of the content of my piece, but it really doesn't matter. What matters is that I rolled over to Starbucks and bought four copies of the paper, a chai tea latte and a blueberry scone this morning and got to enjoy a big ME moment...until I got home and none of my three kids really gave a crap about me being in the paper because they wanted a donut and someone to get them juice.
Is this what life is like for famous people? Is Jennifer Garner dealing with this?
In honor of my big day, I had big dreams for our to do list. HUGE. My plan was to transform the kids' playroom from a random, disjointed, unpainted mess to an adorable, yet stylish, organization of fun in one weekend. I, of course, was going to share it all with you too. The plan was paint, hang curtains, change rug, buy massive amounts of Ikea furniture and hang adorable wall art.
I was convinced this would make life super fun around here. (Well, I was convinced it would make life fun after this weekend, I didn't think there was a chance in hell that we would have any fun this weekend with all that to do.)
So far, my dreams have been crushed. Alex told me last night that it turns out we aren't loaded and a full blown makeover for us should probably just mean purchasing paint and hanging some curtains....the rest would have to wait. Apparently there is some new benefit to postponing your purchases until you actually have the money for them? I'm still trying to work through that.
He's right though, I know he's right. It really does take some of the pressure off having to figure everything out this weekend. I guess I'll have time to over think each selection some more now. We already had a four hour debate this morning on which color paint to pick. It was rough. There's a good chance that the playroom might look like there was a radiation spill in there with the wall color we finally chose.
I'm concerned people, very concerned. This might be a train wreck. I thought we had a plan, but now I'm not so sure that the plan is going to look like there ever was a plan....you know?
Here's a photo of the before. I will upload some photos of the room tomorrow night, we'll see how far we get and if we feel safe going near it.
I know, you're wondering why we are doing anything to it when it just looks so perfect as it is. We're crazy around here.
Update coming tomorrow.