Lately I have felt the urge to nest. Not for anyone else but for myself. Like a little bird I've found myself gathering bits of fluff and twigs to build a steady home with--a shelf at this thrift store, a glowing green vase at that one. This Wednesday I took nesting to the next level and caulked the crack in my bedroom wall and painted it pink. A girly, feminine, pale pink. It took me the afternoon and my hands were seizing at the end because I didn't use a caulk gun (don't ask) but I did it--all by myself. My room is still in progress--there are boxes stacked and clothing draped--but staring at my pretty pink wall as I go to sleep makes me very happy.