I'm not going to do it

I got the jeans at Liquidation World for only 5 dollars! They're French Connection and super comfortable and adorable, so "yea". Also, note, whenever you say: "yea" in my home, my son will clap. Yes, it is THAT cute. I think next time I wear this outfit I will wear purple tights under the pants because my legs were fricken' freezing today! I wore this to church, Starbucks, and Home Depot today.

(Fashion Blogger Disclaimer: Now, if you continue reading I warn you I do not utter one more word about my outfit (or fashion) from this point forward.)

Yes, Home Depot, the renovator's paradise. We were looking at, stuff. Stuff to put in our new house. YES. OUR NEW HOUSE. It's very exciting. I've never owned a house before.

Though it isn't a househouse. It's a townhouse. Yes, the house/condo hybrid. Anyway, it's ours. Since starting the whole buying process this has been my mantra: "Well, I'm not going to do it." It's what I preface sentences that begin "I would like..." with. For instance:

Me: "I would like the hideous tile back splash removed in the kitchen."

Husband: "You know the drywall would have to be removed too."

Me: "Well, that's not a problem. I'm not going to do it." (with a shrug of the shoulders to indicate my casual attitude to drywall removal)

This seems to me to be a good explanation of how I would like things to go from this point on: I want things to get done. I'm not going to do them. Simple enough, right? I think so. I think it will go rather nicely. I have brothers and friends and father-in-laws (well, one father-in-law); but you get the picture. There are other people who can do the stuff I'm not going to do.

Alright. I can't keep up this charade!!!

I'm not really that lazy (or incompetent). In fact, renovations sound like a fun time to me. I LIKE this sort of thing. Tearing stuff apart, working with my hands, painting, hammering, wallpapering, FUN! Only there is also a wee little man who requires vast amounts of attention and who can't really be left on the floor to eat bits of drywall (he so would) and nails.

So I'm unavailable. And it makes more sense to enlist my brothers to lay down flooring than to babysit. So yeah, I'm not going to do it. But I will supervise.

outfit details:

bow: from a dress
jeans, French Connection (from LW): $5
blazer, winners: $25
shirt, winners: $1
shoes, naturalizer:$30

Heart: Kimberellie