My Little Creative Corner
So tired that the minute I sit down to take a break during the day, I fall asleep. The 1-1/2 lb. baby that’s doing cartwheels in my belly is keeping me awake at night. In fact, I am sleeping as I am typing. So if I sound a little punchy, you’ll know why.
And it makes me happy.
Anyway, he installed them in this empty corner of our office, and I painted them white and added some new black hardware. I also painted the inside frames of the doors with, what else, chalkboard paint.
Very rustic but cute and organized. And easy.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.