{Post 1,335} Red Door Looks Pink

Hmmm...something fishy happened between the paint chip and the roller.  The paint I picked out at the store was a dark red, like my kitchen.  This looks more pink.  But it is finished, which is more important than a particular shade, right?  Just like a quilt that took a long time but didn't turn out just like we had hoped.  Finished is good!!

Very little left to do on the room.  We've had a heavy week with illness, emotional crises, and work.  But the end is in sight, even though we didn't get as much finished today as we would have liked.  A tad more touch-up painting for me and one more coat of poly on the mantle and hearth.  

Wes has to put the closet system in the hall closet and install the ceiling fan in the room.  The window will be replaced, but it is not in yet...special order.

So glad we could afford to make this special place for my very special daughter and grandson-to-be.

{Post 1,334} She's Still Alive!

It has been so long since I've posted.  Everyday life has been very daily lately.  

I stayed home from church tonight because of my cough, so I added a little to one of my Grandmother's Flower Garden blocks.  I don't even know where the other ones are right now!  Still packed away somewhere.

This past Monday I got up at 5:30 AM to make an 8-hour trip for my husband's company to pick up something in Atlanta and delivery it to Charlotte.  When I got up, I had just the very beginning of an allergic reaction rash.  It was popping up as I watched, so I took Benadryl every 6 hours all day and just slept the whole day away.

Today I have been coughing so much that my throat and chest hurt.   

I did a little hand sewing tonight.  If I have the energy tomorrow, I hope to reorganize some things in my bedroom (my new sewing space) so I can access the things I need to get some sewing done.

Elisabeth's room is all but finished.  Handles on the closet doors, ceiling fan assembled and installed, and a little touch-up painting, and it will be finished.  It turned out so lovely.

I have committed to watching my grandson once Elisabeth goes back to work (about 8 weeks after he is born).  I will watch him full-time until he is mobile (crawling well and/or walking), and we'll see if I can keep it up then.  She has looked into a day care setting if I end up needing it.  I am so glad to be able to help her and proud of her decision to raise her son.  What a trooper she is!  I love her.

While that may mean much less time to call my own, what is more important than supporting family?