I admit it. I can’t install my ceiling. My shoulder and neck will have none of this working-over-my-head business. Working with my loving husband doesn’t work because I get all frustrated and I yell and it’s just Not Nice.
I am hiring someone.
And suddenly, with that decision, the pressure is off. I still feel like I want to get this thing over and done, and start the best part which is, of course, decorating and arranging things.
Make it so.