Waking up at 6:30am is so much better when you don't have to go to work. Sipping coffee in your pj's and kissing the husband good-bye is the mark of a day of relaxation ahead - doing whatever you please. So what did I do? I painted our bedroom...for the 4th time in the 5 years we've lived here. It's been taupe, light grey/blue, dark brown, and now steel grey. I think I've finally found a winner. It's always funny when Tim walks in and smells paint. His facial expression a combination of "I think you're actually, certifiably crazy" and "Not bad, but also not necessary". For some reason his smile and shaking of the head always leans more on the "you're crazy" side.