This week Arnold is taking his Comp Exams. In order to keep myself busy (i.e. out of his way) I decided to take on too many home improvement projects. Dumb idea. They are all to time consuming and I now have to finish them fast as we're hosting a rather important birthday for Debi on Friday. I'm thinking half-painted walls and dust everywhere isn't the classiest look. On top of a grumpy husband and dust everywhere I also have a recently spayed puppy who doesn't seem to understand that having your ovaries and uterus removed means you should lay low for awhile instead of running around the house. Seriously when will I learn? When will I learn? Maybe when I'm 30?