Last week, my skilled, creative, and very generous family blessed us with a new roof and ceiling for my laundry room. The laundry room is actually a small building right next to our house -- not attached to the house at all. I know. It's odd. But it works.
Anyway, it was a total laundry shack, with the ceiling drooping and leaking, and scorpions falling out of it. Yeah. Awful. I'm glad I don't have any before pictures. I probably wouldn't share them anyway if I did, it was that ugly. But now I have a strong, insulated wood ceiling, and a shiny tin roof on my laundry room! It's sooo much nicer, and I can't wait to paint this room. Maybe hang a banner, some curtains. Is it silly that I want to decorate in here, just a little? (A HUGE thanks again to my dear family! I appreciate and love you all so much!)
And then yesterday. . . .
I whipped up this bag for myself.
I've sold a couple of totes similar to this one in my shop, and I just loved them. I wanted to make one for myself, so I cut the fabric for this bag two years ago. TWO. YEARS. AGO. And I never got around to making it. That's pretty sad, if you think about it. What was I waiting for? I'm really happy with how it turned out, and from now on, I plan to make myself a pretty little thing every once in a while.
And last night. . . .
Skillet! Yeah, here I was waaay in the back with the old folks.