What a Weird Day

Can I just tell you about yesterday? This is going to be a weird post. But it was a weird day.

It started with a sleepless night. There was too much going on in my head. This week is pretty big on a lot of levels. I had a score to settle with an contractor that has given me the run around since I did the bedroom project {six months ago}, a ministry to get off the ground, strip clubs to think about, Christmas mini sessions to plan, a giant chalk board to make and a sick husband. It all added up to a brain that wouldn’t shut off.

So anyway. Item number one was a meeting with the contractor at 8:30am. It didn’t end ideally, so I took some time to lay on the kitchen floor and feel sorry for myself. Luckily Derek had the day off, so he was able to remind me that life doesn’t happen on the kitchen floor and I needed to get up and get over. So I did.

I drew this Thanksgiving chalk board. {Instructions for your own chalkboard here.}

I worked extensively on some things for a new ministry I’m spearheading through my church. Yes, it’s the stripper thing. Remember when I told you about that? It’s called Dakota Pearls and you should check out our Facebook page. I’ll tell you more after this weekend…when we make our first trip to the clubs.

After that I was going upstairs when I realized some pumpkins I had moved inside were leaking on the floor. Gross.

I primed boards for my chalkboard backdrop for the Christmas mini sessions. I love painting. But isn’t it sad that my sexy shoes are now my work shoes?

I got the mail. Only to find that I attempted to mail this and it was sent back…notice anything missing? I told you it was a weird day.

Derek and I are taking a stint of dance classes. Fun, I know. We had some friends over for dinner before we all went dancing. Upon preheating the oven and opening it up I found that we had left a pizza pan and the pizza cutter in the oven after having a frozen pizza. When I went to put the calzones in to cook I was greeted with a cloud of black smoke, blackened pepperonis and a Dahli-inspired pizza cutter. The cutter was melted to the pan, the handle had melted away and oozed on the oven rack and oven floor. Woof.