This is a week in flux.
It is the pause between my birthday and Sweetheart G's.
Little e's classroom auction project is moving along;
all of the children's drawings have been rendered into fabric,
and I'm beginning to figure out how they will work together to make a wall hanging (or two).
And (take a pause here) I have begun to tackle The Closet.
Yes. The Closet of Doom.
The one with a personality of its own,
which periodically vomits forth previously unknown items,
and that seems to generate egg cartons and shoe boxes out of thin air.
Yes. That closet.
For my birthday I was given drawers and shelves for the Closet.
Who knows, perhaps.. eventually.. after rehabilitation..
The Closet of Doom might be a place of organization and happiness,
replete with beneficial spirits.
It could happen,
but right now the closet is in a middling ground of being emptied and reorganized.
I've taken photos, but they are too scary to show without a final Finished state to balance them out.
And, I'm working on a little knitting project,
'cause, of course, I needed something to do.
In short, I'm in the middle of everything,
with very little to show.