Remodeling

I'm sitting amidst drop cloths and ladders and paint buckets, which I always take to be a good thing. It means that something is changing. Out with the old, in with the blue. Or brown, in this case, as the office is next on the list of rooms to be repainted. The odor of drying flat latex gives a certain piquancy to my computer time, and may or may not be taking minutes off my life. I won't really ever know, since I only get to live the one life and will have nothing to compare it with.