To Begin at the Beginning

Today is post number one. How many people have begun a blog with this heading I will never know. Really unoriginal.

Today begins as a Sunday like many others. NPR til 10:00, paper and a smoothie- heading off to work on my old house I am trying to sell now. I have been working on this damned house for the entire summer and cannot seem to get it done yet. Today I am taking my wife with me to help. Undoubtedly she will be dissatisfied with:

1) The amount of work I have gotten done.
2) The quality of the work I have done.
3) The choices in decor that I have made (carpet style, stain color, etc) .

So what's the deal here? Do I apologize for the lack of taste and work and grovel at the feet of humility, recognizing that I am probably not a hard worker and have bad taste? Or do I defend my work as competent and adequate? Does it really matter and does any part of the universe hang in the balanace? I probably could have done more work and made better choices, but I like thinking that I do thebest I can.

later