so i have a feverish baby. She has been unwell the last few days and will not seem to sleep unless perched precariously on my shoulder. Even when she seems so soundly asleep, after snoozing there for what seems an eternity, the minute i try to put her into her basinette, awake.
That moment i think, "gee, i might finally get to......" awake.
"maybe ill just fold that...." awake.
Perhaps i will get to the washing. It can wait. Perhaps i will return the penpal letters i have put off for what seems for ever. They will be worth the wait. Perhaps i might organize my photos in an effort to actually upload some. They are saved. Perhaps i might get into the poor neglected sewing room.Oh, that can wait. Perhaps i will get to work for the opening of my store. That really mustn't wait. boy. i have some sewing to do.
So as she wriggles on my lap, obviously still in some discomfort. It waits...it all can wait. Another sleepless night, more thinking, brainstorming, planning.
does something just freak you out so much you are afraid to sleep? Not in a really scary way, just that i am quite a vivid dreamer and am a little worried with what those dreams may bring. Seem to have some strange things in my life at the moment and my brain is on overload. perhaps a nice cup of tea will help.
ok, so first post is about the war with my sewing room. I have a husband who is a minimalist and me, a hoarder and lover of clutter who thrives in chaos. Add a relatively small house, two small children, running a small business and no patience (on my husbands side) into the mix and you get what is referred to as the "end room" My husbands idea is to just back a skip up to the window and "that will fix your dilemma in no time honey". I do have another plan, hence round two. I just love stuff and am fabulous at starting something, finding something else equally as exciting, starting that, reading a few blogs, getting some more ideas, browsing flickr, and BAM there you have it! Sarah has started a million things, finished none, written ten thousand lists (i LOVE writing lists) and has a craft room that looks like its suffered a mortar attack! So im on attempt two the clean up/sort out/THROW out of all of my beloved stuff. And to tell you the truth, it's actually going really well! i have a small bag for the rubbish, two large boxes for recycling, an actual idea of all the "stuff" i have (boy it's a lot!) rediscovered some beautiful memories- my son's 20 week scan- he still has the same little nose, some GREAT supplies, plenty of wool ready for winter knitting, more vintage and reclaimed fabric than you can poke a stick at and yes, some UFO"S. ok. not really some, LOADS! Im so embarrassed to post a before picture, i think i'll just delight in the joys of after.
my babies, buttons, sewing, woodland creatures, the joy of snail mail, growing vegetables, vintage fabric, writing lists, miffy, handmade, drinking good coffee,baking- especially gluten free, etsy, upcycling, cottage gardens, taking photos, lace and doilies, knitting cable, hoarding, collecting old teaspoons, manners, stationary, giving gifts for no reason at all, magnolias and peonies, wooden toys, my macbook, mushrooms