I know today is the NYC marathon and I have lots of friends running it. And I should be excited for them but for some reason I'm not. I'm on the verge of tears because damn it to all I want to run.  But when I fell a few weeks back I did some damage to my back... possibly some very serious damage.   And I want to run.  I haven't run/walked since the medtronic team run.   My soul  needs to run... or bike or swim.  I wish my run was "easy" like before surgeries.  For some reason its just not coming like I want it too.  And its so frustrating. So today I'm on the verge of tears because of all things. I'm overtired and hurt and again I just want to have things settled and my run back.

But i'm going to try to focus on some positives though. Maybe that will help my funky mood.   So I'm grateful that the bathroom linoleum got laid last night (at least someone got laid LOL) and I'm almost to the point that I can do the stone work to cover that awful 2x4 thing in front of the tub.

 I now have to really figure out what the heck color I'm gonna paint. There is a part of me that is thinking a light dove grey would be really pretty.    The flooring is super soft and I love it.  =)  I also got the ceiling painted in the kitchen this morning and started on the rug for the kitchen area.  I will say however that letting a 16 year old and a 5 year old paint is a bit trying for my nerves.   

Oh and the trim is painted. It needs to be touched up for sure and I'm still debating if I like the color or if it needs to be a bit bolder.  

I swear that shortbread paint is just the bain of my existance in the paint world.