Today is sort of another bust when it comes to the office. I went to visit an old friend who's husband started his own plumbing business and she needed my help with the accounting aspect of the business. Since it's what I do for a J.O.B. I figure I can help her out, stay for a visit and get to see her new granddaughter too. The only bad thing about visiting is she lives an hour and a half away so it kind of takes all day.
When I got there, her granddaughter was just going down for a nap (perfect timing). I answered her questions about the business and what she needed to provide her tax accountant to file the business taxes. I also reviewed her quarterly filings and did a mini-audit for year end, just to make sure everything was in order. By the time we were done, the wee one was awake.
Her granddaughter is adorable. She is a very happy baby. She didn't fuss at all, even when she needed to be fed or have her diaper changed. Her daughter is very lucky to have such a sweet, happy baby.
Once I had my baby fix it was time to drive home. Why does it always seem to take forever to get somewhere and it only takes minutes to get home? I think it took half the time to get home as it did to drive there. Oh well. I'm glad I took a little time off from redecorating, it was a lovely visit.
Ahhh...now back to painting. =D)
I love listening to my family play Wii®. Last night they were golfing...I don't get the appeal of the game in real time let alone on the TV (my husband loves watching the golf channel). You can tell how well or bad they are playing by the response of the other two. Hoots and Hollers mean it was a great shot. Giggling (yes, my boys still giggle) and Ahh's mean they "sliced" or missed a putt. I can't help but giggle right along with them.
After they were done golfing they invited me to play...Good lord, did they not remember how bad I play that game? So they paired me up with my oldest son who apparently "whipped" my husband and youngest during the game before. Apparently, you have to keep your arm straight and not twist your wrist. Both boys kept trying to hold my wrist and that made it only worse. We started laughing so hard, I spewed Sprite® out of my nose (that hurts by the way)!
After my disgraceful attempt at golfing we changed to bowling. It was parents vs. kids. My hubby and I won the first game. Then the boys decided we were going to play 100-pin and they won by 4 pins. It doesn't matter that we won the first game...we won't be allowed to forget they beat us at 100-pin until we settle the score.
Entry wall (brown)
Short wall by door (white)
Wall by closet (brown)
Purple-blue wall (brown and green)
Window wall (green)
Long wall (white)
3 - two space QB (primed and painted)
5 - two space QB (primed)
Hope chest - emptied, taken apart, all the holes puttied, and sanded
Hope chest bench - bottom primed
LEFT TO DO:
To be primed and painted
2 - three space QB's
2 - 4 space QB's
Hope chest bench - lid
To be sanded, primed, painted, and sealed
To make or upcycle
Curtains - upcycle
Fabric bins - make
Cushion - make
Other - as I think of or need them (too many ideas currently floating around in my head).
Other decorative touches
Decoupage - CD holders, photo holders
Picture rails - make
Wall art - make
To be installed (and hopefully the hubby won't electrocute himself!)
Ceiling fan with light
Purchases yet to make
It's not that I'm discouraged or want to quit. I spend 75% of my free time in my office and right now, I feel...disjointed. Like it's not quite my space...yet. And it's no wonder since I'm typing this from a kiddie desk. Even my Mollie Bollie is unsure about the room. She wanders around looking for a place to lay down and then wanders back out...she too is a little lost. (She used to go lay down in the closet and now there is no room.)
I continue to paint (and paint, AND paint) whenever I have time and each time I cross off something from the "Left to Do" list and move it to the "Completed" list I feel a little closer to getting this done. I try not to think about all the organizing I'll have to do when this redecorating is done. (It's a little intimidating.) I already feel good about the wall colors and the other little decorating pieces I've picked out. I won't have to worry about what needs to be painted, sewn, or crafted. It will be warm and inviting. I will want to be in here (and Mollie will too).
For now, I'll accept the fact I feel a little disjointed and get back to painting.
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