I’m NEVER home anymore, since the store had been open 7 days a week.
Well that’s over now. I need 1 day to be with my family, clean, and feel like I have a life outside of work. I miss making dinner! I miss keeping up with the laundry. I miss decorating and being creative in my own home. If I don’t do something for me, I will burn out. I’ve decided to close the store on Sundays. Sundays are now going to be my fundays.
My first project led me to a place I avoid in my bedroom, my closet. My closet is organized and tidy enough except for the boxes and boxes of crap in a corner. Memory boxes full of Bryce’s kindergarten doodles, Maeve’s homemade “mother’s day” crafts from preschool; you know, the stuff you can’t throw out (not all of it) without feeling guilty as hell. So I decided why not find it a home, and what better place than the big, old boring hallway upstairs? Instead of bare, naked hall walls we can have a memory lane.
Pictures clippings, even shoes. Why not? It’s better than sitting forgotten in a box. This was 1 box, I have like 4 to go….