Ever notice how, when you throw yourself into a project and you're working on it every free minute and even when you're not working on it you're thinking about working on it and you can't wait to get it done and then you finally get it done and then.... you're suddenly really depressed?
Not that the entire family room is done, by any means. Just the bottom half of the walls. I still have to pick out a color for the top part, pick out a rug, furniture, art... It could take months.
But I'm not ready to start that part, and the other part is done and put away and now I'm just feeling Lost.
Thankful for my most excellent friends, my family, martial arts classes, and everything else I have to keep me occupied.