More or less, the story of this piece goes something like this:
I’m covered in dust and debris, high messy bun, ventilation mask, goggles tight enough to leave an imprint on my forehead for days. Then my phone rings. I turn off my sander, take my suction-cup safety goggles off, and answer a call from my sweet client-turned friend. Continue reading “Eastport Navy Blues Buffet”
It’s early at the Tate home as I type. I’m sitting with an open laptop, a eucalyptus spearmint candle lit, the cool fall air blowing in from the north, and a box of Puffs VICKS-infused tissues by my side (these are heavenly by the way). Between the bipolar weather and absolutely overdoing it; my body has officially shut down for the weekend. Closed-for-business. Sneezing, coughing, and lots of ickiness in the nose region are my sidekicks for this cloudy day.
I must confess that building a business has me feeling both exhilarated and exhausted. Mentally and physically energized and drained. I’m constantly burning the candle at both ends, and today I just ran out of gas.
And you know what? No one is mad about it. No one is making me work. That work-horse that never lets me stop is actually just my pride -so I’m giving myself a break. Sometimes we have to let go in order to slow down and just enjoy life.
This cold has thrown a wrench into my weekend retreat plans with some incredible friends, and my marathon training. Who wants to run 14 miles with a sore throat? But in a way, it feels like a blessing in disguise. I haven’t spent a weekend at home with no plans or taking care of someone since the beginning of August (in the midst of moving, working, and a trip to TX -so possibly even before then). So if anyone is looking for me, you can find me snuggled on the couch, just being present in my home. I may possibly go buy some mums for my front porch, binge watch a show on Netflix, and actually finish a project or two around here for my sanity.
And on that note, I finally have time to share one of the many projects which had my attention this summer/early fall. This hand-made Empire Secretary Dresser. Absolutely a work of art with stunning hand-detailed craftsmanship and beautiful solid wood. Take a look.
Continue reading “A Hand-Crafted Empire Secretary Dresser/Desk”
I’m currently lying on my couch after throwing my back out yesterday. Darn you, weak body. Yesterday marked the true end of the busiest summer of my life, and I’m so glad to be resting, even if it is my body that is making me. I just can’t imagine why my body doesn’t like to run 12 miles, hang dry wall, paint, clean, and move furniture in a day… weird. Continue reading “Traditional Hutch Turns Modern”