Since work is a total pain at the present, I will not dwell on it.
I am still loading and organizing things on the computer and am about to tackle my studio. AKA Mom’s trash room as it is referred to by the rest of the family. Unless of course, they need a sewing machine, some craft supplies, a quiet place to work, a printer, or a location where they can try out something nefarious with minimal chances of getting caught.
This is the studio, several views in fact. And after these shelves have been emptied.
and the hall leading to the rest of the house.
I have been home two weeks and can no longer ignore the fact that the house had turned into a total disaster.So much has been moved around for the bathroom renovation which was finally finished this morning.
And there I am – piles of books, papers and well, just stuff everywhere. There is white dust coating my studio and the back hall. Some of it made it into our bedroom. I can’t live like this anymore. But it is going to take a while to dig out.
But plying is so much more fun.