I've never been one of those all-your-eggs-in-one-basket kind of girls. I don't want to narrow my focus to one thing (ie: sewing, crafting, photography, restoring old things, etc). I love the variety! One day I want to sew. The next day I want to refinish a cabinet. I can't imagine waking up everyday to face the exact same work projects that I had the day before (go ahead and say it, I'm spoiled).
So this week when I jumped from journals to tea-dying a lampshade to "papering" a room divider, I wondered if there's a better job in the world than what I get to do.
My daughter played with her American Girl paper dolls on the floor beside me as I cut pages from old reader books for the journals.
My youngest son and I worked together on the divider and when we were done, we sat in the middle of the mess we made in the living room and ate fudgepops.
It's been a while but I just had to take a minute to count the blessings of working at home.






























