It might not be spring yet, but I feel it coming and I had to get all of this organized.
Hans even helped me put up new shelves in my fabric closet, and now I'm just incredibly happy with it.
I've also created havoc on the rest of my house...ripped up carpet from the stairs and started painting them white. Made new curtains. Took apart the dining room table because it doesn't work and I'm annoyed with it. Hopefully, I'll be able to afford a new dining room table one day, but right now the room has no table, much to the confusion of our guests.
It's hard to explain that if something annoys me that bad it just has to go. I have to keep the table because it does mean something to me. My Granny used this table in her photography studio in Montgomery Alabama, then it was my Mom's dining room table while I was growing up.
When my stepfather died, I was five, and I crawled up on the table and carved his name into the top. I didn't want any of us to forget him.
But now the table is not a comfortable fit for us as a family. Maybe one day I'll open that shop that we dream about and I can use it in there.