Excuses are like armpits…


…everyone has two of them and they both stink. Somedays, I sit down to write a blog post and I can think of at least three different topics. I should write those ideas down, since there are other days where I can’t think of anything to say at all. Well, that’s not exactly correct. I can think of lots of things to write about, but none of them are relevant.

Since last Monday, I’ve been actively house hunting for my very first home. It’s pretty much the only thing I can think about. Scheming to get the absolute most out of the mortgage, debating renovated vs fixer upper, and trying to decide how much of my life savings I want to spend are all topics I could write novels about, but they have nothing to do with fiber art.

The only overlap between the two topics is in the spare bedroom, which will be my workroom. I’m stupid with excitement over having a space dedicated to spinning and crafting, where I can organize my tools. I’m drooling a little just thinking about it. And it could also be a SPARE BEDROOM, so maybe Mom and Dad will come up and visit more often. That’d be pretty sweet. And I could paint and install wainscotting…and so on.

So, I’m sorry, I have no new pictures or projects to share today. But when I shut my eyes I see paint chips in shades of turquoise. There just doesn’t seem to be room for anything else.

About cliffhousealpacas

Once upon a time, my dad drove by some funny looking animals standing on little dirt hills in a field. Thus, the dream of an alpaca ranch was born. Now, we are embarking on a grand adventure of raising alpacas and becoming fiber artists.
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6 Responses to Excuses are like armpits…

  1. geri says:

    YEAH!! Seriously – a house or should I say HOME! This is really exciting and what a total surprise. Now seriously, I can only wish you happy hunting and you will be able to fulfill your dreams of not only a craft room but the freedom to paint the walls any color that your little heart desires. Very very happy for you! Love your face-

    Aunt Geri

    • It is exciting. And should be more scary than it is. I’m a really good saver of money, though, so it’s not really scary at all. I can’t wait to have you down! I’ll have a GUEST ROOM! How awesome is that?

      • geri says:

        Too cool – I knew if we continued to get you enough “stuff” that you would have to find the perfect place to have it all!! So, have you actually picked out a house you want or are you still hunting?

      • Ha! That did kind of happen. I love all my stuff though.

        As for the picking and hunting question, my answer is that it’s kind of like being pregnant. You’re really not supposed to tell anyone until the first trimester is over, because the probablity of losing the baby is much lower after the first trimester. Plus there’s probably some superstition involved, you know, counting the chickens before the eggs and all that.

        So…when I have something definitive, I’ll report!

      • geri says:

        Sounds good – have fun whatever stage you’re at. Love your face

  2. Laura says:

    I’ll help you paint if you need it 🙂

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