Idle Hands

With all the anxiety surrounding my mother's time in the hospital, I needed a distraction. I have been saying for many weeks now that I will just build (insert type of furniture here) instead of buying it. I have been inspired by a site I found online and it has given me some (foolish maybe) confidence about my ability to build furniture.

Some time in the near future Emily is going to need a big girl room and her nursery will hopefully be housing another addition to our family. In getting ready for this step, I am trying to clear out the play room of anything not related to her. So, that mainly means my arts and crafts and the computer/business (bills blah) stuff. I have wanted for a long time a place for me to feel inspired to write and read and I want to do all this in front of a window. So I built a desk to fit in a small space by our french doors in the back of our living room. It took me about four hours total to do this project (I would have finished in one day but I had to go to work) and the only thing I had to pay for was the paint. All the wood came from scraps that we have had from earlier house projects.

The wood I will change into my desk!!!

The top frame for the desk slats

Legs and top frame

Getting ready to place top slats

Slats placed. Yes I know some of the boards aren't flat and some might call them warped. I say they are perfect for the rustic look of the table and nothing is perfect. Huge metaphor for my life right now :) Feel free to roll your eyes if you feel the need to.

The finished project!

Eventually I will make a colorful memo board of some kind, but I ran out of "resources". But I have already felt inspired when I sit at my new desk. Especially since I know I made it myself :)

Monkey See, Monkey Don't Do!!

There are days that I wake up feeling less that awesome and even on those days, my daughter will still watch my every movement. I did not realize how she watched *everything* until yesterday I walked up to her and she had her hand beside her head. She has had some bad allergies lately (both of us actually!) and I was worried I would have to go to the pediatrician for an ear infection. Nope. She had one of my bobby pins in her hand and she was in the process of scratching her ear with it. Those of y'all that know me well know that I do this... I know I know. My ears ITCH and bobby pins and mechanical pencils are the best solution! I blow my nose, so does Emily. I yawn, so does Emily. I stick dangerous things in my ears... so does Emily. It was a good... reminder.... that I have a 20 month old daughter who watches her mommy very carefully. I love her to death and even on my semi-awesome days, I need to set a good and SAFE example. I have too many bad habits I need to keep to myself!