Anyways, back to the point. I really wanted my own workspace. Steven has his own desk in the living room, Gwen has her little corner with her mats and buckets upon buckets of toys. I had a couch to sit on. Although I really wanted my own place, therejust isn't enough room in our 700 sq ft place. Our "living room" is already functioning as part dining room, part play room, and part office as well. Then it came to me.Steven should build me a desk INSIDE our entry closet. I got to measuring and went out that night in search of my desk. I'm impatient, remember? I found one the next day even though I had been told an estimate of 2 months before any desks would be on island. Here is my final result. There are baskets on the shelves to hold all of my inkpad, tools, tape gun, etc. The cute cups on my desk hold all my prismacolors and spools of ribbon. My stamps have been remounted in the CD cases. My paper cutter, die cut machine, and everything else is on the shelf at the top. Talk about making the most of what you've got!! I am in love and the best part is that I can be a mess and no one will know!
The closet shut.
Gwen is not my little helpless baby anymore. It is kind of sad, but fun because she amazes me everyday. How did you learn THAT? Always leaves me scratching my head. She eats the meals we eat now. She had a bit of a Chicken sub from Subway for lunch and some leftover pizza for dinner. She has figured out how to use her other tall toys as leverage to help her get to her tall wicker wastebasket full of toys and can grab things out she wants to play with. She likes to sit in my lap and "help" me with my art projects. She already has quite a little attitude and has recently learned to throw a fit if I take something away from her that she wants which is almost every 2 minutes because she is on the go. Those little eyes do not take a break for one single second. They are always scanning the room for the next thing to get into and the one after that. I swear she just keeps mental lists and she never forgets a single one of them. She has even learned to hit mommy in the face when she gets mad. That definitely stunned me. She is 10 months. Has she even witnessed someone hit yet?!! Let's just say....she is not GOING to be a handful, she IS one. I will be making LOTS of use of my Mommy Space in the evening to unwind. ;)
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