But closet walls. There are other things I probably should be doing.
On Sunday, the person who bought the bedroom set came over to pick it up, so the master bedroom is now empty and I'm crashing on an inflatable mattress in the guest room until we move Nic's set over; in the meantime I'm planning to put another outlet or two in there and paint. In addition to the small closets, we're going to build a modular wardrobe system to maximize use of available space.
This is good for me; anyone who's been in my house has seen how long projects can wallow in a partially-completed state, and Nic's (and her cats') move-in is kicking my butt to get a lot of things on my list done. There are just so many of them, and I have difficulty prioritizing, like if I find I have a couple hours of free time after doing whatever chores I need to do, I get anxious because I can't decide (or remember) what to do next. Also, she and I have a different approach to doing what needs to be done, and in which order, so it's alternately frustrating and rewarding to figure out how best to work together on this. I'm really excited to get us settled in time to enjoy the holiday season.
The most important thing that happened this weekend, of course, was that Betsy and Steve had their baby, a little teeny beautiful pink girl that arrived about a month and a half in advance before everyone expected; we visited them at the hospital on Friday night and met little Nola, who I understand has to stay for about a month before they get to take her home. Betsy and Steve looked exhausted and absolutely thrilled; Nola looked tiny, but healthy and strong.