Except I found this one rainy day when I grabbed for my drawing board.
And now we come to the reason why I haven't been able to find anything in my office. I shoved my desk out of the way to tear out some of the wall and peel back the carpet. My Charles and I were quickly dismayed to find that part of the subfloor had been destroyed as well as nastified, and we realized that the external paint project would now have to go on the back burner. My cute, little office, my very own sanctuary, now needed a bunch of work.
UPDATE: Okay. Sometimes I am a whiny baby. Seriously, there are tons of people in the world that need a dish out of time and money a lot more than we do. Hell, even when we're feeling overwhelmed, at least my Charles and I have this:
I apologize for the pity party.