My fantasy this morning? That I have my dollhouse here with me. After a few months of little to no work being done on it, I’m suddenly in the mood again. There are at least 3 more rooms that need to be decorated. I miss her. The dollhouse is a ‘she.’ I think it’s acceptable to refer to her that way. If men can refer to a boat with a feminine pronoun, why can’t I?
Here she is in the den. She has since been moved to the living room. Hi, sweet Riley!
And the porch has been painted.
And she’s been given an official house number/address.
In this hotel suite, there is a table by the kitchen that would be the perfect work space. I could while away my downtime wallpapering, painting trim, making wood floors. It would be heaven.
I have a tendency to focus on a project obsessively for a certain period of time. Then I lose interest for a while until something piques my interest again. It’s piqued. But, alas, I am here in Hartford. The dollhouse is at home. So I have to content myself with these pictures of my work-in-progress.
Do you have some project that you’re thinking about? Are you on the edge of jumping in? Please share!