The studio/sewing room is finished. Well, the contents of the cupboard still needs to be transferred but hey, it is nearly done. I can't fit all my things into the very limited storage space I have, and the only solution would be to use the deck as well, which would be great, but I need the queen size bed up there for when the kids come to visit, so I will have to put up with it.
The study is lined with bookcases, and this is the overflow!
You can see what I mean about the deck. It works so well, and up there at the back, there is a row of cupboards which I have not been into for 9 years. It is on the "to do" list, and I clearly do not need to keep anything in them, or I would have made a plan before now. I am in two minds about whether to paint the stairs. I think I should, looking at the photos.....any opinions?
Those enormous bookcases. I could do with more, but as you can see, have nowhere to put them. Sigh.
It is light, bright and lovely. I am pleased with it. Space for me, and those who know me will appreciate how desperate I have been for space of my own.
So, there you are. The finished room. I am now in the middle of painting the shower room. I thought the door to the studio looked a little jaded, and so I painted it, and that made the shower door look dire, so I painted that, and then I did the inside of the door, and that made the medicine cupboard look awful, so I did that and then the walls..... you get the picture. This was not on the list.
David is off on a Biology field trip this week, and came home with a list of required items. Most of which he did not have. Finding UK size 14 wellie boots is not simple. I suggested bin liners tied round his legs, and he was less than amused. So the last 3 days have involved much searching and, thankfully, finding. Waterproof trousers. Stuff. Anyway, he is now equipped and is off on Tuesday at 5am. Thankyouverymuch. I will be dropping him at school while half asleep.
I start work tomorrow. I am not sure why, but I have a strange feeling about this. No reason, just a very ambivalent feeling. I have no idea where it comes from. I have never had this before, and I am not sure what it means. There is more of me which wants to say no thank you than there is which wants to get in there and get started, and that is odd for me.
Perhaps because there are still so many things up in the air and unfinished and I can't get past them yet and now will have no time, and that makes it a long-drawn-out process. It feels like I will never get to the stage where I can just move forward in a way. I don't know. But right now part of me wants to walk in tomorrow and say thanks but no thanks. Really weird.
It has been cold and damp and distinctly wintery this week. And now I am off to make some cakes for David to take with him this week. Cinnamon cake. Maybe I will make one for us too.