These days have been productive.
I've cleaned up a portion of the storage area under our house, enough for it to look different, more spacious, and I feel good about my productivity.
I hung art and I made decisions about where to hang others. I bought an amazing, vintage biology chart that will hang in our long hallway, and we've decided what we'd like to hang on the opposite, really long run of wall space.
I'm on the lookout for a subway roll sign for our staircase and I'mwill be, any day now sending off files to print some of my work for A's room and the ginormous wall above our sofa.
I found a garden sketch in my filofax the other day, loving the drawing itself as it's not half bad, and also, that I mistook the idea for a front yard sketch, when it was originally drawn for the back.
I saved the drawing as inspiration. A reminder to continue doing what I'm doing despite the gremlins inside my head that cling for life and a place where they're no longer welcome.
I'm on the lookout for a subway roll sign for our staircase and I'm
I found a garden sketch in my filofax the other day, loving the drawing itself as it's not half bad, and also, that I mistook the idea for a front yard sketch, when it was originally drawn for the back.
I saved the drawing as inspiration. A reminder to continue doing what I'm doing despite the gremlins inside my head that cling for life and a place where they're no longer welcome.

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