Feeling rather crappy today and yesterday. It feels like a bad cold, but since I’m never in contact with anyone, it’s sinus masquerading as a cold. Anyway, this too shall pass. But I’m a wee bit whiny and I’m grateful my husband apparently doesn’t mind my whining and comforts me, nonetheless.

Have I told you how much I love him?

Yesterday was sort of a fog, though I did get some things done.

Highly satisfying. Also zen-like, which I really appreciate at this moment in time.

I stained the miniature desk that I made from a kit a while back. I had to bring it downstairs to get a photo. It’s been dark and dreary for days and days and it rained all last night so it’s still  dark and dreary. Gray days and a sinus thing = an unhappy Claudia.

It still needs a bit of touch up. For those of you who think I have great light in the studio – I don’t. Only two little windows that get good light at the end of the day, and only if it’s a day with some sun. If I could convert the kitchen into my studio, I’d do it. But I can’t. Anyway, I brought it down here to photograph it this morning and noticed some areas that I’d missed. And I’ve already put a coat of paste wax on it. I’ll figure it out. I don’t mind it looking a bit spotty as it’s supposed to be old.

I also saw a photo of a real-life version of this type of desk in blue this morning and I immediately wondered if I should paint it. But I painted a lot of things blue in Hummingbird Cottage and I’m trying to fight that instinct and add some stained wood pieces in this project. I don’t want every dollhouse to look the same. I see a lot of that out there. On the other hand, I also see a lot of wildly imaginative work going on in the dollhouse world, most often by young people. That is fabulous!

I still have to order hardware for the desk. That will involve some searching on the internet because I don’t like what I see in my catalogue from miniatures (dot) com.

I’m not reading Winter Solstice  yet, though that will be next. I’m reading Cruel Acts  by Jane Casey, a terrific writer of police thrillers. I realized a week or two ago that I’d completely missed out on her two latest books, so I ordered this one. Casey is Irish by birth but she now lives in London and her stories take place there.

Okay. My energy is flagging.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Boy, motivating myself to write a post is hard. Once I start, I’m fine. I think the enormity of what happened last week gets stronger by the day and, frankly, it’s almost all I can think about. Sure, I start a jigsaw puzzle, I wash the sheets and the towels, I dust, vacuum and straighten up. But always, like a sound track running constantly in my head, are the events of January 6th.

I’m sure it’s much the same for all of you.

It’s all Don and I could talk about this morning during our second cup of coffee.

It’s very cold and gray today. We’ve been spoiled by pockets of sunshine for the past few days, but this day is just plain gloomy.

It’s hard for me to read a novel. I’ve only been reading for a short time at night in bed. I’m going to try to force myself to grab my book and get a chunk of reading in today. I’ve ordered a few books that should be arriving today and tomorrow  – books with a high comfort level that I think I need now. I’ll share them with you when they arrive.

Still waiting on the wallpaper for the dollhouse bathroom. Hopefully, it will get here today or tomorrow.

In the meantime, I changed out the bed in the English Cottage. My favorite bed is too large for the room. It looks pretty there, but its larger size means that I can’t add a wardrobe or a desk and I want those items in that room. So – that bed will most likely go in the Beacon Hill, when I can get motivated to start building it.

I hope you’re all hanging in there.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.