I took Georgia to see her dermatologist for her allergy checkup this morning. When I was coming back home, I remembered that I had to go to the supermarket before the butcher shop closes at 1:00pm, so I dropped off Georgia and left her downstairs as opposed to bringing her up to the bedroom where Brooklyn was, and headed for the supermarket. When I came back, I let Brandy and Foster outside with Georgia for a few minutes, then I put Brandy and Foster back in, and went to take Brooklyn out, and I realized my mistake of keeping Georgia separate from Brooklyn when Brooklyn so obviously knows Georgia is at home. It’s something I should have predicted, and I tried to kick myself, but I’m too fat and out of shape to even do that.

Brooklyn goes into this frenzy to redecorate the bedroom especially around the door, when she’s by herself in it while I or Georgia is roaming about in the house. While I certainly appreciate her general idea of decorating, the methodology and the aesthetics just don’t agree with me. As a matter of fact, I’m in complete agreement with her in that rooms should be much bigger and open floor plan is the way to go, but we argue the pros and cons of her redecorating efforts every time she makes the attempt, since I know for a fact that I don’t have any space to expand my bedroom while Brooklyn doesn’t give a rat’s tiny behind if there is or isn’t any space. We also argue about the style she’s going for because I’m so not into that whole shabby chic thing or a “lived in” look while Brooklyn is just crazy about it.

I’m thinking MY next move is to go all modern look with stainless steel or something… I just have to figure out how…

Oh, the hole and the marks on the door have been there for 3 years. Brooklyn just made the hole much bigger, and took the door frame out. She threw up gray pasty matter on the bathroom floor as well, and no, it’s not her brain.