What have I done?

I’m writing at the moment to avoid a mild panic attack. After no work being done on the living room in months everyone is coming today and tomorrow. 

HELP!

I want Nick here to answer their questions. I want me somewhere else so they won’t ask me. The last change in this room was about twelve years ago. Nick took the paneling I hated so much down in the living room. He put up drywall and painted. Then he painted the paneling down the hall. He did all this while I was away on a long weekend and I wasn’t consulted about anything including the paint color. I just walked in to a total surprise – and I was thrilled! 

Being here to answer the questions myself is scaring the you-know-what out of me! I keep getting questions like…

“Do you want new hinges to match the doorknobs you chose?”

“Do you want that book case moved over an inch to avoid that tiny strip you’ll have to paint.” 

“Where you want the lights, now there’s a joist there. Which side do you want it on?”

“You want the switch here or here?”

“Do you want the wigglewanps to line up with the doohickies or the zipsorts?”

At least it all sounds like the last question there to me. I can make all the decisions but I don’t what Nick to come in and say, “Well that not where that was supposed to go and the hole already cut into the ceiling or the wall.

Nick says, “It’s up to you honey, whatever you want.” That should sound sweet and accommodating. But in reality is sound like I’ll be taking the heat for whatever goes wrong. Nick’s not really mean like that at all, I’m just nervous!

Very nervous!

Thank you all, even writing this much calmed me a little. Don’t guess I’ll be getting back to the new book until after the new year. There’s a few too many people in the house for writing good spanking stories or sex scenes!