I'm at the tail end of another remodel--of the family's den/computer room. It's going well, but all the stuff that was in that room (and there was a lot) is now in my office, waiting to find a new home.
On the whole, not so bad. A little cramped, a little crowded, a lot cluttered, but manageable.
That is, until, I LOST MY DAY PLANNER.
That whimpering you hear is coming from me.
I *think* it's in my office, so today I'll be digging through piles, wading through mounds of stuff, trying to find it. Please, please, let me find it.
Deep breath. In. Out.