|my happy toes|
|on a hike to Palmer Pond|
I've spent a bit of time recently at our 'camp', where there is no internet; while there I've been swimming (I swam across the lake - which really isn't too big a deal - it's just about 1/4 mile - but still, it was fun), kayaking, and taking some walks/hikes in the woods and to a lovely secluded pond with my hubby and my Nikon.
|walking to Palmer Pond|
|a day at the races|
But my biggest thing has been a renovation I am undertaking in my own home. Two items will provide a little background on this mystery renovation:
|My son, bungee jumping in South Africa, off the Bloukrans Bridge 3 summers ago. This is the world's highest commercial bungee jump (or at least it was at the time). He smartly didn't tell us about it until afterwards.|
Thus, the renovation project: With my son's permission, I am transforming his bedroom into my very own art studio space! My son's only stipulation is that the bed remain, so there is a place for him to sleep when he visits, and a drawer for some of his spare clothing. (Of course! We wouldn't have it any other way!) At first, my husband suggested cutting into the slanting ceilings (my husband is an architect, by the way) and inserting dormer windows for extra head-room and sunlight. But after much consideration, we realized that the time and money involved were more than I had in mind. Besides, I am about 14" shorter than my husband so the headroom isn't as much of a problem for me as it is for him.
|Sneak peek - the room before renovation, while being packed up.|
|Sneak peek - a bunch of my junk in my son's room, before renovation.|
|My renovation helper; carpet removal.|
A few days later I came home with paint samples. I picked out colors and off I went to buy the paint for the trim, walls, and modular storage. My husband was stunned. "You are already buying paint??? Why didn't you at least wait until you were done painting the room to buy the storage unit paint?" (Um, well, I want to get this thing DONE, and I know what I want!) And then I stopped at the fabric store and bought material for curtains, stunning him even further. ("Already?!" and when I asked his opinion, he said "well, if you like it...") And the icing on the cake was the day I came home from a visit to TJ Maxx with a new quilt, bedskirt, and pillow shams for the bed. Hubby was speechless. Today he went in the room to see the newly painted moldings and actually to his surprise, he LOVES the color I chose. Um, don't you think he should trust me to make good color decisions??
I'm extremely excited about this new part of my life. I love that the decisions are all mine. I love that I will have a place to put my easel without needing a dropcloth under it. I love that I can plug in the electric fry pan and do some authentic batik for the first time in decades. I love that there is still a place for my baby, when he is able to get home, and that he isn't upset to see his brown bedroom disappear.
But you will have to wait to see pictures...