This is not my place. I just wish it was.

I made such great progress in cleaning and organizing parts of my place this weekend. My condo is pretty childish I suppose…Christmas lights and little knick knacks hanging about, 60’s posters and a mishmash of items from various places around the world…colour co-ordination, what’s that? Even a tin 60’s Volkswagen bus model decorated in flowers and peace signs (I’ll post some pictures of my goofy place soon). Candles, yes lots and lots of candles here and there…now I just need to make a few macramé owls…

to do list is as follows:

stained glass of peace owls (courtesy of the delightful and talented Joan!)
refresh French language (conversational and written)
purchase sewing machine
create some fabric yardage
make some bags and maybe some pillows
print some of my photos that I’ve put off FOREVER
hang said photos (thereby getting the damn frames off the floor and out of the closet)
get the old hairdrying chair delivered to its new owner
repaint the laundry room walls
Look forward to warmer days and camping in the new tent that has yet to be introduced to the great outdoors

I’m revisiting my old orange tic tac addiction. Lovely baby aspirin flavor.