Who'd have thought a carpenter/builder lived here? Just testament to the old saying about living with a plumber and always having dripping taps, or a painter an unpainted house or however it goes. I've lost count of the unfinished bits and pieces around our place. Funny how there is always time to drink beer and pat the dog and watch hours and hours of Dad's Army dvds.....
Needless to say I'm hitting a very bumpy patch as our relationship ends and the house sold. As much as I am trying to stay calm and tell myself one day I will wake up and this ugliness will all be behind me and not ahead of me, I have my moments of freaking out, intense sadness, relief, exhaustion, nervous hilarity...so "bear with me'' dear readers and sharers of my little corner of happiness and sunshine that is my blog. I love coming here and reflecting on snippets of my life. I love looking at others crafty worlds and sneaking a peek at other creative lives.
thanks for reading xo
1 comment:
Hi darlin', those pics look like a selection from the beautiful Gees Bend book "The Architecture of the Quilt" something to get your teeth stuck into. I always like a bit of painting and sanding, so stuff waiting around for a guy to pick up the tools do it I say. I gave that up years ago and am the happiest I've been in years. Time will fly and you'll look back at this stage in your life and it'll feel so strange and foreign to you because you'll be in an amazing place so far from what you are feeling right now..... Onwards and upwards I say & go and take it out on that wall. p.s. you are not alone there is a big change apparently happening in the cosmos right now and you are the fourth one of my friends that has ended a relationship this month........
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