I'm kinda burned out with weaving right now.
So I'm busy trying to refurbish the old doll house
I inherited. My Dad built it maybe early 50s
and it is a replica of the little development house
we lived in when I was born.
I inherited. My Dad built it maybe early 50s
and it is a replica of the little development house
we lived in when I was born.
My own ticky tacky house!
My older sister's boys played with it
rather roughly so I have my
rather roughly so I have my
work cut out for me.
Plus it was in my barn for probably 20 years...
It was filthy so I washed it in the shower...
scraped wallpaper...
Tried to wash the magic marker off the
window and door trim...
Everything so grubby...
I can almost remember where the furniture was...
And my sister Maureen and I slept
upstairs on the right. Me under the far back
window and Maureen under the side window.
The boys, Paul and Kevin slept on the
other side.
Plus it was in my barn for probably 20 years...
It was filthy so I washed it in the shower...
scraped wallpaper...
Tried to wash the magic marker off the
window and door trim...
Everything so grubby...
I can almost remember where the furniture was...
And my sister Maureen and I slept
upstairs on the right. Me under the far back
window and Maureen under the side window.
The boys, Paul and Kevin slept on the
other side.
Next step...BIN on every single surface!
And I'm already drooling over all the
miniature furniture on Ebay...
Hope you all are enjoying the season.
Thank you for your kind comments...I am still
processing my Mom's death. I still think of things
to tell her. I still reach for the phone to tell her
something. She died on Gary's and my 25th
Anniversary. I was asleep in her house while
one of my sisters stayed up with her. It's hard
to say goodbye.
xo
And I'm already drooling over all the
miniature furniture on Ebay...
Hope you all are enjoying the season.
Thank you for your kind comments...I am still
processing my Mom's death. I still think of things
to tell her. I still reach for the phone to tell her
something. She died on Gary's and my 25th
Anniversary. I was asleep in her house while
one of my sisters stayed up with her. It's hard
to say goodbye.
xo
Families - sometimes there is no explanation. Had a similar experience when my dad died, everyone was there to help my parents move house but it was decided that I should stay home as I had two small children, so I missed the chance to say goodbye when he was taken to hospital. 20 years ago and although I have come to terms with it, it still smarts. However, what's done is done. Look after yourself, grief and acceptance take time.
ReplyDeleteLovely project BTW - wish I had my old doll's house to play with!
cait, thinking of you. firsts without a loved one are hard.
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