Ack. I’m all behind like a puppy dog’s tail.
This week’s yarn, which should have been dyed, dried, skeined, and labelled by now, is just going into the dye pot. Gulp. If I can get the preview up by Saturday night, I will deserve a sainthood.
Edited to add: Oh, who am I kidding? I’m not going to get it done, and that’s that. Ok, well this will be a good opportunity to do a one off Wednesday sale instead next week. So, no update Sunday, but a nice big one Wednesday. Howzat?
You see, earlier this week when we should have been dyeing, we were busy with other things. Namely this:
Oh boy, do I love this bookcase. And boy, do I love the clever Mr P who built it. I had a blissful day on Tuesday, taking all my books out of boxes, dusting them off (I like to dust them every six moves or so…..) and putting them on shelves. I had 14 boxes of books, and I managed to unpack 7 of them before the bookcase was full. At that point, Mr P pushed me out of the way and took over. He does the whole shabby chic boho thing much better than I do – I’m too anally retentive to have my books any other way than in an alphabetical regiment. But he managed to get all 14 boxes onto the bookcase, and I think it looks fabulous.
(Even if I am a little twitchy about the fact that there is no kind of order to the books, and how will I ever find anything, and how long can I bear it before I have to pull them all down and categorise them?)
This is now my favourite corner of the house, which is quite a miracle, since it was the ugliest before – dark, dingy, and uninviting. Now I want to spend two weeks sitting in that chair reading. And knitting. And reading about knitting. Someone send me a spare two weeks.
P.S. Hands up how many of you were straining to read the book titles on that last photo? I get completely distracted in films or photographs when there are bookshelves, doing the exact same thing.