My son is 13 today. Thirteen! What in the world? I was such a little grown-up at thirteen. At least, I thought I was.
Things have been extra busy this month. Isaac has built a wall to divide the main floor of my new office, allowing pattern storage to be neatly hidden away -- and allowing the main work area to be cute-ified. I don't know when I'll get around to that cute-ification, but it now has the potential, which is a start.
I have successfully ignored the move in order to wrap up some pressing projects. A serious feat. It looks like I have one more week to go. Next time I make my way up there, I'll snap a photo of the new wall. It was a lot of work and is just about finished. There is a lot more work to do, but it will have to be gradual. With Nicey Jane new on the market and several new patterns popping, we're extra busy behind the scenes.
On a personal note, I purchased some cool, mid-century modern chairs today. They need refinishing and new upholstery, but I can do that. If it weren't for birthday dinner & birthday baking, I'd be out sanding them this evening. Perhaps tomorrow.
My camera is back too, which means more blogging. I can't seem to get comfortable posting without including photos. Case in point, the photos in this post. They don't relate to what I'm saying at all, but isn't this a fun vintage box? I gave it to Lindsay for Christmas, along with some other fun bits & baubs. It's probably a stationery box from the 60s or 70s. All it needed was a good cleaning and a refreshed interior. I used one of Amy Butler's scrapbook papers from a while back. Don't they say that the best presents are those you have a hard time giving away? Something like that. I love funky kitsch like this.