Oops- I did it again!

That's what my face looks like right now.  Red-faced and embarrassed-that's me.


Why you ask?  Well, my dear friends and fellow blogger's, I did something so shameful  yesterday, that I fear I will never be able to show my face in the light of day again!

There is no excuse for what I've done...but maybe if I explain how it all came to pass-you'll find it in your hearts to forgive me.

It all started yesterday morning.  For the first time in a very LONG time, I woke up with a smile on my face.  Of course-hubby was immediately suspicious!

I am not, nor will I ever be- a morning person.  I have a morning routine (I'll spare you the details), but suffice it to say-I do not talk until after I've had my first morning cup of Joe.

Hubby knows this. He doesn't like it-but he deals with it.  Would you criticize someone whose hair is flying in every direction and has an ugly scowl that can cause certain death?  I didn't think so.

Which leads to the next question.  Did aliens take over my body while I slept, or why in God's green earth was I grinning from ear to ear?

  Well,  for the most part-things are finally starting to look up in my life.  My writing is going well-I have some good prospects coming in the near future-my family is healthy-I'm happily married-I'm making new friends in the blog world-and projects that I've waited for years to get done-are finally being started.

What more could a girl ask for, right?  So yes-I was happy!  (For all those 'non' morning people-don't judge me-it was probably a once in lifetime event.  The world hasn't ended.)

Anyway-this strange and cheerful aura wasn't just a fluke.  It actually continued throughout the morning hours.  Nothing-not even being stuck in my office-or the rainy day outside-could wipe that silly grin off my face.

By early afternoon I had completed my work for the day and had a couple of hours to spare before hubby came home.  Since the dining room project has been on hold since before Easter-and we leave for vacation next weekend-I decided to finish painting the walls.

Funny thing is-the more I painted-the bigger that grin grew on my face.  All I kept thinking about was how long I've wanted to make changes to that room. The fact that it wasn't even close to where I wanted it to be-never entered my mind.  It was getting closer, and that was what mattered.

It was that revelation that had me giddy with excitement, and finishing up the painting in record time!  Afterwards, I cleaned up my mess and put everything back, and still had about twenty minutes to spare before hubby came in the door. 

That's when it happened.  Because of all that giddiness-my brain suddenly went south-and my trigger finger went crazy, and I began snapping shot after shot of my GREAT achievement.

Once I thought I had enough photo's-I quickly uploaded them to edit.  Maybe it was because I overcompensated due to the rainy day outside-or, that I was so mindless with happiness that I didn't 'plan' my shots-but the majority of them were fails.

Did the fact that my photo's were crappy-prevent me from making a shameful mistake?  Did it matter that all they showed was a few painted walls and some old furniture?  Did it cause me to pause before clicking the publish button?

The answer is a resounding NO!!!

In the four months since I started blogging, I've had my share of 'Oops'.  I suppose it has a lot to do with the fact that I don't know what I'm doing.  I'm not a photographer.  I'm not a designer.  I'm not a gourmet chef.

I'm just me.  I make mistakes-and yesterday's post was a BIG one!

 I hope you can forgive me.  I can't promise I won't have more oops moments-but I will promise not to post anymore photo's on the dining room re-do-until there is more to see than freshly painted walls.

Do you have any Oops moments you'd like to share?  Go ahead-I swear it won't hurt as bad as you think!

Happy Thursday!