sigh.

i pondered. i agonized. i scrutinized. i lived with little paint chips taped to the wall for a couple of weeks. i crossed my fingers and bought some paint. it turned out to be even better than i hoped when it was was painted. then the landlord only painted half of the rooms which were promised. i cried. i was sad. i'm still sad. just let us paint the walls please! we promise to be careful. oh the blues of rental living in the city. i need to get busy. i must get busy unpacking, organizing, decorating. it just kind of feels like i got the wind knocked out of my sails. that's all.