I am not a perfectionist: I don't redo the folding of laundry, and I only re-organize the dishwasher if an item is in danger.
When I get my haircut, I am not worried. I can eat burned toast, and I will drink sweet or unsweet tea, diet or regular coke.
I am decisive. Making decisions doesn't scare me. But why oh why am I unable to finish the nursery. Do you even call it a nursery when the baby is almost 15 months? At a party this weekend, a 4-time new dad said "well we did not paint the nursery this time." Poor, poor CRB! CRB is my only child and I still have not painted CRB's nursery or even chosen a color for it. Some part of this was that I actually liked the color the room was, but more of the reason was the complete paranoia that the pregnancy would not work out.
I think it is time for the room to be painted now, but I am not sure that I can stomach the disruption to his routine that his will cause. Oh, and did I mention that I still like the color the room is now? ;-)
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It totally does not need painting! He has awesome decorations and new color would only detract from those. And besides, before too long he will "accidentally" color the walls with a crayon or pen... and then you will have to paint... so I say just wait.
If the walls are painted, then maybe you don't need to do his room till he is a bit older and can choose a theme...let me guess...cars?? ;-)
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