I admittingly got a bit crazed last week after coming home from a family baby shower with a car load of gifts and nowhere to put them. We have a room for the baby, it was the subject of a few heated exchanges between the hubby and me, but the room was still in progress, and I didn't want to store all these new gifts there knowing we would be putting up crown and base moldings, hanging new doors and painting the walls.

So, I hopped aboard my high horse and went balls to the wall to get the nursery done so that I didn't have to look at my gifts piled up in our living room. I painted the walls, traced a mural from the pages of The Cat in the Hat and put in crown molding. I traced this image by scanning the pages of the book into my computer, then used a portable projector to project the image onto the wall, traced it with pencil, then filled it in with paint. It turned out a lot better than I expected!

Now that I had the mural done, I needed the doors and the base molding to go in. Hanging the new entry and closet doors was something I was dependant on the hubby to accomplish. He came home from work on Thursday to a frantic wife desperate for his help in hanging the doors. I even cried, and you know, that didn't even work, all he said to me was that he really felt sorry for me that I had gotten myself so worked up over stuff sitting in our living room (which we never use) for four days. Since I am not a crier, I guess I thought tears would elicit a different response. I'll save myself the humiliation next time, as I didn't get what I wanted when I wanted it. He did hang the doors over the weekend, and now the nursery is just about ready for the baby...I just hope we are!