Miss Independent

Being independent, you learn a lot about yourself. I learned that a part of my parents have been carved into me.

I can see my Dad's handyman skills when I've successfully assembled a treadmill, coffee table, bar stools, and wall unit by myself (Jordan was around to "tighten" things here and there lol). I also see my Dad in myself when I clean military style and according to Jordan, give orders like I'm a Drill Seargent (which I am NOT, and I always ask, not command) =P. My next goal: putting up blinds (fyi - not as easy at it looks).

I can see my Mom in me everytime I open the medicine cabinet, sink cabinet, and checkbook: Everything is organized and properly stocked. I'm an organize freak, and I see where I get it from. I am actually proud of myself when I open the bathroom cabinets.

I haven't been blogging b/c furnishing a home, "surviving" (yes, I am beginning to cook, and its actually edible and good-tasting stuff), and working is exhausting. There's just so much more work left to do around the house. So basically, work at work and work AT home have been filling up my time -- nothing else new w/ me -- except the FABULOUS furniture shopping being done w/ my brother! ;)