The first project this weekend is Jen’s closet. She pulled everything out and I took down the shelves. More to come.


The first project this weekend is Jen’s closet. She pulled everything out and I took down the shelves. More to come.


Patches wonders if we are three months early for spring cleaning or nine months late.

Yeah, our room is about to go through some stuff.
Most of this is for organizing the closets, but the amount of work on the horizon is large to say the least.
I dub my cute little tiny new pedal board, “Le Petit Dirt.”
Oh glorious glory.



I need to rebuild the music nook. Tonight.

We have something to be proud of again. I forgot what it felt like.
When the COVID-19 craziness kicked off back in March, 10 months ago, one huge corner of our bedroom was completely empty. As the lock down progressed we bought a big cabinet for stuff and we inherited a great big dresser. Now that we’re thinking of rearranging the room we had to find new homes for those two giguntic pieces of furniture. Suddenly the room is looking empty again.
It’s weird that going back to what we had just a couple of months ago seems to be weird. It’s weird that it’s weird, right? Weird.