Em has joint compound on the tips of her ears. It’s in my hair. We’re a tired mess with two rounds of drywall mudding and sanding still to go, and a stack of pine 1×6 and a nail gun being delivered on Monday for a tongue and groove ceiling that I think I can put together because I once did an oak floor. I have only an idea of what I’m doing and almost zero actual experience.

On the writing front, I have 20 days to get the first piece of the big project delivered and I’m still staring at a blank screen. The smaller projects are getting done, but they have me running back and forth and up and down the state. Corvallis, Monday. Chiloquin, Tuesday. Portland, Thursday.

Do other people do this?