I didn’t mean to drop off the face of the internet, really I didn’t. I got an email the other day from a longtime reader, gently inquiring as to my well-being since it had been a month since I’d updated. A month? Surely not! It’s only been a couple of days, right?
Or maybe a week?
Truth be told I have a hard time blogging when my real life house isn’t in order and truth be told my house has not been in order. Quite frankly, it’s been a shambles. You see, about a month ago I impulsively decided to do a little redecorating… nothing terribly ambitious, just replacing half a room’s worth of peeling and long despised kitchen wallpaper. Well a little bit of a windfall coupled with my pathologically optimistic nature and that sensible modest plan quickly morphed into the gargantuan effort of redoing all of the wall treatments on the first floor, which then (of course) necessitated new window treatments, which then (not surprisingly) inspired me in a slipcover-ly direction, which then (alarmingly) gave rise to visions of decorating schemes which can be changed out on a seasonal basis.
So yeah, lots going on here. And not a lot of tidy-ness happening hereabouts. And I suppose with that tidbit of information you really needn’t wonder what’s been keeping me busy for the last few weeks, or why I haven’t had the spare time or energy to update… I’m up to my earlobes in paint scrapings and in over my head with half-sewn draperies. Oh my goodness, me.
But it’ll all be worth it. Soon.
At least that’s what I keep telling the kids.