Time. The love and support of good friends. Boxes of wine. Lots of painting. Retail therapy. French horror movies. Melancholy music.
So it’s been a month since the big move, and my life seems to be settling down into “the new normal.” I spent most of the end of November/beginning of December painting. My room went from a very TARDISy blue to a more blue-grey:
But the major project was transforming my very 1970′s chic wood-paneled basement into something in this millennia. Here’s a snapshot of a before and after:
THAT was quite the project. Endless taping, priming, 1 coat, 2 coat. I was seeing wood seams everywhere I looked! I had to work the room in stages, since I was still living in the space. But, it’s crazy the difference it’s made. Everything is so much brighter, and clean. I even hung up some artwork I’ve long loved, but had in storage.
Tomorrow Emma and I are off to visit family for Christmas, for the first time since 2008. She’s so excited that she’s been packed for the last month (granted, her packing mostly involves stuffed animals and markers).
I think I’m going to be okay.