I spent the weekend doing many things I wasn’t supposed to be or planning on doing…. but at least I had fun.
SO, We’re blessed with a friend with a boat who took my hubby lobster fishing. (Funny side note: we’re broker then broke, yet, we still get to do some kick butt things…) So I get this cleaning/ Rearranging furniture bug on Friday night when he leaves and I draw diagrams of furniture placement, generate a new system for storing my Etsy attire which leaves my hubby with room in the walk in closet and I plan to make a beat up 1950s side table into a dictionary table. So, Is all of the furniture arranged by the time he comes home? No… Oh, but Etsy is completely Organized Right? No…… The table? Of course! It’s a messy craft that will make a paper explosion all over the living room- of course I did it!
I always say that you can only push a man so far. So it’s 8:33am I’ve been up for 2-1/2 Hours doing photos, adjusting the pictures, posting the pictures and listening to hymns by The Issacs (dude- Awesome) because the house was in kayos, I’ve been storing Etsy all over the entire house on whatever surface I am using the wall near and he’s sick of it.
So, I will be secretly etsying for the next month or so to let him remember that the house is not a vintage shop and to feel normal and then hopefully I can do it during normal business hours again. Until then, I’m gonna look like I just woke up in each picture because I did.
Lesson learned: chopping up dictionaries and gluing definitions to a table is super fun and I will be doing a coffee table when I find one.
