Here's wishing. I wish I may, I wish I might, have this lovely red Bisley that's in my sight. It'll take its rightful place before the blue and white when it comes home where it belongs.
The shelves are filling themselves. Everything will be rearranged and better organized eventually. There's still a whole lot of choosing and tossing going on. I'm lightening my load. Yes!
There should be better before and after photos but planning wasn't a priority. I just jumped right in and started doing when the urge was too strong to ignore. Notice I don't show what lurks on the periphery of the encroaching orderliness. You'd be embarrassed for me if you could see. I know this much though: My paper trimmer is just happy to be there. The bamboo waste paper container is jealous. It's red you know.
Any advice on how to remove those black marks? They might be rubber skids. Or plastic. Thanks in advance.
This feels like it did back when a clean plate mattered.
This feels good because I did it between cleaning bouts. If push comes to shove it'll see the post office . . . tomorrow? Flow's little labels come in handy for small packages. Yup, less is more.
I wrote a onesie last night! The ink just happened to match the cute little flowers. The sheet is from the new book. I can see me using the entire stash during the Super Bowl. It's here you know. Right? Dang! Why didn't I make some Super Bowl L I postcards? No matter since I no longer watch football. Perhaps I should concentrate on finishing my room? I have the rest of my life to write. Right?
I chose this postcard from Angela to be the icing on my cake today. I wanted to be out riding that bike I'll never have, in the middle of this perfect day. It feels like spring here so I spent my breaks on the patio--soaking up some sunshine!