False Promises to Myself

I promised myself that, after spending the three days painting the bedroom and hallway, that I would spend the day today in my bedroom enjoying the new, beautiful color and look and feel. What I had envisioned was an hour or two doing Etsy, read a few mags, read the paper and do the crossword puzzle, then take a nice, long nap. I ran some errands this morning but was in the bedroom with my laptop, newspaper, and mags by noon. And here I am at 9 p.m. and just finished up listing all the things I'd been putting off for a few weeks and updating my blog. But I WAS in the newly pretty painted room even though I didn't look up many times to enjoy. I'll clean again Sunday night and try for Monday. Here are a few of the things I put on Etsy today. I actually have about 35, I think, listings...I told you I'd been saving up and procrastinating for a while. I did major purging in my studio work room and am listing packages of things mostly to just "pass along" things that I've forced myself to let go of because of overload. All us artists are alike when we get together and complain that we can never find anything in our studios because we've got too much stuff so I'm trying to rectify that plus list some of my new art that will be more appealing to the broader-minded, artistic customers on Etsy.

Catching Up...Last Week

Last week was all about "making". I had a week when I could spend almost every day (until Matt comes home) making art, so art I made. Pea Pie, above, and the collage below I have listed on Etsy. I gotta give all the people what they want, harrrrrr. The tag art at the top went in and out of The Pink Cabbage pretty quickly.

Below are items I took to the shop...

...I think we've all got spring fever 'cause everyone at the shop is all over Valentine's Day and Easter as though we can force our cold January and February along as fast as possible. Here are some of my profferings...

...the high Sunday was 25 degrees.

Catching Up From Way Behind

A couple of weeks ago I was doing a drop off at Goodwill (GW Boutique according to Nene) when I spied the above perfectly good shelf unit sitting next to the dumpster. I went over to investigate then back up and tilt in. It didn't look as perty as it does here as it was just your generic plastic wood bookcase with only the stationary shelves intact. I tilted it into the house and gave it a splash of cream paint and voila! Then I took it to The Pink Cabbage, forced Nene to put one of my dressers in her space, and began a major musical chairs spruce. I've always used my real estate to the hilt but when, a few weeks ago, I discovered a woman in the doorway of my room leaning over with her head between her knees and she explained that she had gotten dizzy from claustrophobia when she entered my room, I felt really bad. Stuffing is one thing but stuffing and tunneling is not for everyone. So, that's when I started my obsessive cycle of sprucege.

My mamma's monkeys chillin' in the stroller...they say, "Hey, dude, come in and see us!".

This week's plans

I've been a bit behind blogging lately and to let you know, it might be a little slow this week, too as I'm going to finally paint our master bedroom after 11 years of living with rice-paper-thin builder's paint (albeit several touch-up layers) and indecision. It and the master bath are the only two rooms we've never painted. All the other rooms have been painted at least once, a couple rooms 3 or 4 times. The white has been light and airy and we've like it but it's essential now as the over all color has faded and thinned so that we are just about down to dry drywall. One of the problems is that we choose the option to have the asymmetrical cathedral ceiling put in so it won't be an easy job, I'll be on the top rung in tip toes for the peak. We didn't know when we choose the ceiling option we didn't realize it would be asymmetrical. It's been an 11 year decorating dilemma, embarrassing for someone who fancies themselves and has even taken money for professional services. But it's so 1980's with the asymmetry. Okay, I'll shut up. But beware...I'll post pics of the new look. P.S. The above photo is of my motivation for painting, I put together this blue floral arrangement in advance for the new Restoration Hardware Silver Sage (robin's egg blue). Last week was all making art so I'll be posting photos of some of those, too...later...

The Queen of the Nile

Just in case you think I'm obsessed with my new antique storm door...well...what can I say in my defense? We were so blessed by a couple of spring days this week; one day in the mid 60's another in the mid 70's. I have nothing to complain about, NOTHING, but I don't like winter. My apologies to folks where real weather occurs. They are predicting snow Sunday and Monday so we'll have our comeuppance. But until then it's been easy to pretend that it's March this week. Until today, a cold front is coming in. Anyhoo, the other day I got to paint my front door a new color; from eggplant to Jamestown blue. The next day I got to paint my new antique storm door...same color as our existing trim...creamy white. Then yesterday Tammy of Sweet Finds at The Pink Cabbage had this pretty sign that's sweet collagey looking so up it went.

I mean, come on, look how happy my Vinca vine is! It's frozen and snowed some but this stuff is so hardy it perked right up during the recent warm weather as if it has no need to die back this year. I'm keeping the usual January weather a secret from it by now, why spoil it's fun?

But please allow me a small chin quiver and woe~is~me. I have a firm date now for my neutering surgery~February 25th. Doc and I were so hoping the lesser surgery would cure everything but alas no. I've got several stress points. Currently taking The Pill every single day I'm still having...ummm...symptoms. I have to go off The Pill for at least 30 prior to surgery and when I take the pill a little late in the day I'm required to have a police escort wherever I go. I'm concerned for the safety of the men around me or any car that pulls out in front of me or...also I have endometriosis...don't want to get too far into TMI...but without the pills there's a lot of pain and...ummm...symptoms. My doc tells me we can take care of that but I want to see what those pills look like. Maybe the pain will render me much less violent.

So, here I am now and I'm so hoping that I'll go from this to...

...to this. Tell me it's so!

The good news from this iron-deficiency, no energy, mentally and emotionally challenged funk I'm in right now means that I have just enough energy to blog, cut and paste. So far it's working out okay.