I finished painting the rug on floor of the dining room, (Woot woot!! Toot horns and dance jigs!)…
And then immediately moved in everything, including the Christmas tree, the minute the sealer was cured enough to walk on.
It went pretty much like this:
The dining room was the last in this batch of rearranging I’ve been working on since Logan moved into Supported Living, and Mike and I reclaimed the whole house and emphasized its function as studio space. I still have refining and reorganizing to do here and there, especially in my painting and paper studios, but overall I’m done, and it feels great.
And now I’m going to go have dinner in my new cozy dining room by the light of our faithful old Christmas tree.
I said it feels great? What was I thinking? It feels AWESOME!