I've realized I'm a project person.
I get antsy when I'm not working on something. Karl can testify I rarely just sit and watch tv. Also if you read this you know I travel a ton, hence my dear sister sj inquiring when it is I sleep. I assure you, dear sister, I sleep every night. Not well, but I sleep. :)
Back to the projects. Here is an example: I flew in last Friday around 6:30 PM, a few hours later than originally planned. I headed home where I put the mirrors back up on the wall Karl painted (quite well I might add) while I was gone. Mirrors up, furniture back in place, and now to the baby goodies. I spent the rest of Friday night on the pink elephant. It isn't hard to make, the stuffing just takes time. Then Saturday I made the baby sling, directions for using the baby sling and the card. Saturday night Karl and I had a lovely date at Johnny Carino's.
Sunday I attended the baby shower.
Monday I took Rocco to the vet and on the way home stopped at Lowe's to get paint for the faux tile project. I spent the rest of the day painting the tiles. Well SOME of the tiles. It takes forever, but its turning out cute. I also fielded phone calls and arranged to go to Florida on Wednesday. Monday night I went through magazines punching circles for my magnets.
Yesterday I decided to play it low-key. Took a bath, did some laundry. While putting away this clean laundry I decided to go through two of my dresser drawers because they were stuffed full. Doing this I found an elvis tshirt from my trip to Tennessee a few years ago. I never wear it but I have a tshirt de/re-construct book with directions for making tshirts into other things, other kinds of shirts and home items, and I thought I'd try one out. Now its a tube top. :)
After that I wanted to take these fluttery sleeve things off a cream colored top I have so I will actually wear it. Sleeves off, armhole hems cleaned up and
wha la new top. Took Rocco for a walk with Kaci, then I made supper and packed for Florida.
The strange thing is I love it. I love being busy. I remember when we moved to SD and the folks bought the land out at Pelican we'd spend days out there cleaning up the brush and the beach and I'd get in trouble because I'd do whatever task I was assigned and then go back to the car to read. It frustrated them to no end I'm sure. I guess I just wasn't in to helping at the lake because it wasn't my project. Or maybe back then I didn't care about projects, or reading was my project, who knows.
Well off to Florida. :)