Downloaded this. Ready to start making a few dozen.
Because holy shit this is amazing.
Started painting again. Need to pop over to Daniel Smith to re-up on paints. Having quite a bit of fun.
Josie and I are fixing up the camper to sell. Everything is getting painted white. Okay, not everything, but SO MANY THINGS! It feels really strange doing all this work and not living there. Like, why didn’t we do things right the first time around? How come some stranger gets to enjoy the beautiful, crisp white paint and not me? (Suddenly the camper is becoming a metaphor for my failed relationship and that’s no bueno.)
Whacked together these cute little curio shelves today while doing camper shit. I am so in love with them, I can’t even tell you. The Dude gave me Storm Trooper “to keep me safe,” and I’m super jazzed he has his own little shelf now, rather than just sitting alone in the windowsill. Oh, Storm Trooper, I love you.
Painted my sewing table. No sewing as of late, but soon, Dear Internet, soon. I’m having a hard time finding my center these days (work, life, love, shit, more shit, epic shit mountain, money, adulthood, etc…) so sewing has kind of slid into a coma. It’s okay. I’m making my way back to the temple of fabric doom.
Pray for me, Lovers, I am lost in the Desert of Adulthood and not really very good at aimlessly wandering.
It’ll all be normal again soon. (Or, maybe this is the new normal?)