So much to do, so little time...
or so many boxes of stuff that I can't find homes for...
or should I wait to open that box UNTIL I know exactly where I will put the things from inside the box?
All the typical dilemmas of a move,
nothing horrendous, just wanting all the boxes to be gone and life to go on as it has done,
but in a different house.
Oh, and could I please find that magical box
in which I deposited all the screws
that will put my desk back together again?
That would be so very very wonderful!
But in the meantime . . .
the sun is back out
my studio floor is red
and I am finding more treasures
as I open each box.
What a lovely treasure box! Are they horse chestnuts or brown stones? Love the mix of earthy elements with the rainbow of colored pencils.
Posted by: Anna | October 16, 2009 at 02:16 PM
You're sneaky.
Posted by: Swirly | October 16, 2009 at 02:45 PM
i'm really taken with the little painted square on the right side of your uberorganized drawer!
p.s. the screws are ALWAYS the last to be found.
Posted by: aimee | October 18, 2009 at 05:23 PM
I love unpacking boxes after a move, because it somehow feels a little like Christmas, and the things that end up in a box are so weird and unrelated and thrown together! Good luck getting reorganized. :)
Posted by: jess gonacha swift | October 23, 2009 at 11:54 AM