Egads! I am late! I am behind! I didn’t start these things until 8a on Friday! I hate being late. It reminds me of Jr. Hi and the dreaded science projects that I never started until the night before they were due. Sure you can grow crystals, do the project board and write the report all in 8 hours…….
But I wouldn’t recommend it.
So here are my Quick Takes such as they are. Remember to click on the pic above to be whisked, at the speed of the snow falling in my yard, over to Conversion Diary to see what everyone else has been doing.
The Christmas decorations are all down. It is so much fun to put them up. It is such a pain to take them down. But it also feels so good when everything is packed away and stored back in it’s appropriate place in the basement and I have my house back.
Of course that then means that I have to give everything a very good cleaning. But that can wait until after Shoe Queen goes back to her place of higher learning at the end of the week.
I continue to go through boxes and weed stuff out. And it continues, at times, to be a great frustration that things are packed hither and yon. I needed my walking boots today and couldn’t find them because they are packed away in a box that I didn’t think I was going to need until after we sold the house and moved.
But it is still a good process and I am going to have a boat load of new stuff to give to AmVets or Volunteers of America. Right now some of it is stacked in the back hall. When Shoe Queen goes back to her place of higher learning then I will stack it all in her “bay” in the garage so that it is out of my way.
When cleaning things out the trick is to put it into a bag and then to NOT look back in the bag again. No I don’t need to take that culled item out of the bag and replace it back where I found it.
No I am not going to need it in 6 months or a year.
Don’t you just love it when an idea, a creative idea, just turns out the way that you thought that it would. It just tickles me to no end.
Look what I made…
Oh how I love it.
Max the dog has managed NOT to eat anything this week other than his lovely dog food sawdust nuggets in warm water.
But the week is not done yet…..
Now if I could just get him to stop licking the floor.
My mother gave this to me several weeks ago….
Why was she giving me a sailor hat with a stuffed frog in it? Well, I will tell you the whole story next week I think. You should know that the story involves sailor hats, frogs, Pilot Man, pain and agony, tears and recriminations, bitterness and revenge.
Ah the growing up years.
I have to say that now that I have my crafting/sewing area back in some order that I feel more like myself. I think that has been one of the hardest things about when the house was on the market, I didn’t have the ability to sit down and flesh out an idea that would come to me (see #4). And it was never practical to go down and rummage around in the boxes trying to find what I needed.
Oh it feels so good.
And next week I start regular scrapping sessions again. Joy. If you scrap do you have to schedule regular times to scrap? I do otherwise I will never get anything done.