Honestly, it's not as though I've been sitting around, watching The Tudors on Netflix and doing absolutely nothing. Well actually I have been watching The Tudors but I've not been doing nothing, though most of what's been keeping me busy is small and dull or else doesn't photograph well.
I made a sample for tomorrow's class.
Or not so funny, because of the pain. Apparently all the muscles I was using to do the floor? Not the same ones I use when I work out, so everything hurts. On the plus side, I feel very virtuous and smug - working out is an unpleasant chore, so knuckling down and doing it earns Brownie points in my head.
I also stopped by Home Depot to show Linda (the person who helped me get all the right stuff in all the right quantities when I was embarking on the tile project) photos of my floor. I know, pretty silly, showing pictures of my success, but she was so helpful and so sweet and so encouraging that I thought she might get a kick out of them.
I think she did.
She hugged me and thanked me for bringing the pictures in and said I should be proud.
I guess I am.