Budding Feminism

I'm almost done stripping 7 layers of paint off of 450 square feet of 100-year old pine floor using nothing less poisonous than methylene chloride gel. The contractor comes in on Tuesday to sand/stain/refinish.

I also tweezed my eyebrows.

The girls of our yet-unnamed household painted our livingroom "India Ocean" green yesterday. We also planned out where we're going to set up our soldering iron and oscilloscope.

That's feminism, right fucking there.

EDIT: The contractor came, and conquered.