This morning I was going stir crazy. I needed to do a bit of real shopping and then I decided that I needed to stretch it to include a half hour run through the antique mall.
That was a good thing. I found a box....Not just any box....A Giorgio Armani box.
As soon as I saw it, I knew that I could put it to good use. I coerced Tessie into "modeling" inside. Then I threw that darned electric guitar and amp in after her. It would have worked, if I had been seconds faster. As it was, she managed to get one foot in the door and her fingers in front of the plexi window. Rats! So much for soundproofing.
Oh well. Back to the drawing board on that one. It will be perfect for a closet or some other kind of vignette.
When I got home and was unloading the car, I spotted something else. Last week, Walter replaced the wall light in the hall by the laundry closet. The one he took out was the one that was put in when the house was built and I was just plain tired of it.
Somehow, now that it isn't a necessary light fixture, I don't mind it so much. Suddenly it isn't a light fixture...I took out the two candle light sconces that were inside and now it seems to have changed to a display case for minis....
I tried again. I talked Tessie into trying it on for size. Yup. It will work. All I have to do is turn it upside down and use the bottom opening to drop things into it. I can make a top to fit and maybe even hang a chandelier from it. That might be fun. A light in the light....
This time I was smart. I dropped the fixture over Tessie, grabbed the guitar and amp and ran. You should have heard her...No. On second thought, I don't think you should. No nice words came out of her mouth.
After I hid the guitar, I let her out.
Later, when I went to look, she was pouting. She had zapped the pod chair to the roof, made herself some kind of fizzy drink and refused to acknowledge my presence.
I heard her muttering...."Stupid stiff jeans....I can't even cross my legs. The idiotic tie dye tee is running. I want a refund!!"
Refund? I don't remember any money changing hands. I think that I know what I am going to be doing this afternoon. First I am going to hide the Giorgio Armani label on the box. I am not going to start doing designer clothes for her!
It used to be so easy, before she found out that she could have new clothes anytime she complained loudly and stomped her feet.
I need to go get started, if I don't want the next photos to be of her running around in her pantaloons
See you tomorrow, fully clothed, I hope......