In anticipation of my ‘baby’ brother’s arrival early next week, I’ve been working at getting our spare bedroom ready. His visit is just the motivation I needed in order to get at it and clean out what seemed to be turning into a storage room.
It’s the smallest of the four upstairs bedrooms and decorating-wise, it is still a work in progress. Believe it or not, I still have more boxes to unpack marked ‘decorating stuff’ which I’m convinced multiply during the night as we sleep.
This is what you see straight ahead as you enter the room. On the positive side, the steep dormered ceiling in this room allows for a lot of storage space under the eaves, accessible by the low cupboard on the wall to the left.
The negative side is that same feature limits the amount of usable space for the placement of furniture.
Travelling in a clock-wise direction around the room is the single bed with Frankie the terror perched on top of it, looking at what he can get into next.
The bench is home to a couple of antique quilts and one of my favorite pieces, a primitive pine cupboard that is just waiting for me to fill with all kinds of collectibles hidden away in some of those dreaded boxes.
And a little closer look at the same scene. Just to the right of this shot is the entryway into the room and back to where we started.
Yesterday and the PET scan have thankfully both come and gone and I’m just waiting for the results in order to be able to move on to whatever comes next. It seems like I’ve been treading water for quite some time now and not being the most patient person in the world, I am hoping that there will be some definitive answers soon.
In the interim and between naps, I’m keeping busy in the garden, doing a little hooking, planning my next quilt and even designing some new FFF’s (First Friday Freebies).
Thanks again for all your encouragement and support. I am truly fortunate to have you all in my life.
P.S. A little message to Barbara York…
I’d love to answer the comment that you left for me in my last post but unfortunately you came up as ‘no-reply’ which means that I have no way of contacting you.