Saturday, January 4, 2014
The Six Year Old Is Alive and Well...
I was putting the last of the Christmas decorations away this morning.
I took the minis from the Christmas tree into the workroom and was about to put this back up on the shelf.
Then Tessie started in. She sat on my left shoulder and whispered in my ear..."Santa doesn't need this cottage. We didn't even put it out this year. It just sat here in the workroom all by itself...".
She had a point. And it was looking pretty sad and lonely besides.
I decided that some slate tiles would be fun as caps to finish it.
Then I decided that it needed a complete overhaul....I know. I will get back to the hats, when the six year old leaves again.
I am not really sure what Tessie has in mind. All she would say is, "Trust me, I know what I'm doing!" That is my favorite saying when I teach classes. It usually works on other people when I say it....Maybe I should trust Tessie.
At least it will keep me out of trouble for a few days.
She insisted that I use the more of the egg cartons for a slate floor on the first floor.
For the second floor, she suggested some embossed floor tile paper. I am not so agreeable about that.
Maybe I can talk her out of that, before crunch time comes for putting it in.
She has also announced, "I hate red and green....Everything has to be repainted." I can agree with that too. And besides it will take a while to paint and that comes before floors.
Anyway, I think that it is time to get started, if I ever want to get to any other projects. I only wish that she would tell me what she has in mind... Of course, it is undoubtedly for her amusement. I am just going along for the ride.
Excuse me. I have to go get my orders from the
General Nuisance. Don't tell her I called her that. I want to live a little longer.
See you tomorrow.