There are sort of two other men in my life besides my husband: Tim Gunn and Nate Berkus. I have sort of even spent a lot of time in bed with these men. During my bedrest that is.
Now realize, they are both of the opposite sexual persuasion (at least I assume they are although Tim is a little A-sexual). Regardless, I am pretty sure Jon doesn’t feel threatened. But these men have been able to be my companions when my husband could not be—because he was chasing our kids around while I was in the hospital and even now. When my husband goes to work, Nate and Tim are home with me and the kids. I am also a little obsessed with organizer expert Peter Walsh, a frequent guest on Nate’s show. They’re my stay-at-home mom compadres. I love sharing life with them and gleaning wisdom from them about very important things: home and wardrobe.
Now that I am in my new dwelling, and I am again realizing I have so very little time, so I decided to ask for help. There are a couple of rooms in Glen (remember, that’s my house’s name) I am perplexed by, specifically our to-be playroom. We currently refer to it as the Trapezoid Room (it is a trapezoid, it’s not just clever or creative).
So I filmed a very rough video and send a very rough paragraph cry for help to the Nate Berkus Show. It’s very challenging to describe in 2000 words or less why we need help and what has happened in our lives in the past 12 months, but the fleece is out. I have no idea if I will get sloughed to the side or what, but thought I would throw it out there and see what happens. Nothing to lose, right?
