Many of my original plans fell through. The Minneapolis trip became a casualty of Paige's mind boggling work schedule, The Temper Trap decided they're too good for Milwaukee, and the man in Missouri who sold me a card catalog on ebay decided he couldn't store it after all and sold it to someone else without ever telling me. Thanks, a-hole!
So I'm on the hunt for a card catalog again. Although I did find these on Etsy...
And they're calling to me, in all their grey, scuffed, vintage-industrial glory.
So what did I accomplish? Lots of lazing about, especially while watching BBC miniseries adapatations of gothic novels & drinking wine. A little reading. Also, I built some seriously sexy shelves. Here's a cellphone-derived and fairly unsexy picture of them (I'll do some better ones soonish):
And, just moments ago, I finished painting a wall in my bedroom a lovely deep slate grey. Aaaaaand, it's chalkboard paint. Which, I think, is going to be really fun. Now all I have to do is practice my patience for three days while the paint cures and try to decide which quote from Leaves Of Grass to put up first.
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