St. Mary: "AFTER ALL..........

Sunday, March 1, 2009

"AFTER ALL..........

Tomorrow is another day. " (said Miss Scarlet)

I have been hunting and gathering, collecting, buying for my shop and design business, hoarding and storing for 35 years.
I packed things away 4 years ago.............
and I thought I was going to get it all sorted out and pretty by tonight?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

6 comments:

for the love of a houseMarch 1, 2009 at 10:14 PM
Now that IS funny!! Must have been one too many dirty martinis?!! And yes Scarlett, there is always tomorrow... and the next day, and the next!! But I like your spunky attitude!
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GrannySmithGreenMarch 1, 2009 at 10:20 PM
Get a good nights sleep. Have a nice hot cup of coffee in the morning--then tackle the boxes! I know it's going to be good!
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JoyceMarch 2, 2009 at 7:23 AM
Look at it this way you still have a couple more weeks of winter so no hurry yet to unpack the boxes. There isn't much to do outside with all the snow! xoxo
P.S. Mary thank you for all your comments and wishes last week.
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Reya MellickerMarch 2, 2009 at 9:40 AM
I love going through old boxes of stuff. I feel like an archeologist, sifting through the past.

Willow mentioned Scarlot O'Hara in her blog today. Her ghost must be floating around.
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Linda@ Lime in the CoconutMarch 4, 2009 at 8:08 AM
....and to take it one step further...there is always next year....or one step EVEN further (which I abide by) there is always the garage for such boxes...outa sight...outa mind.
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sandra/txMarch 4, 2009 at 11:40 AM
So glad to know I'm not the only one, Mary. You're still making great progress, and we still love watching. :-)
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This is a huge project - your interest in St. Marys keeps me energized and I love hearing from you

The Project

I saved the church and the church saved me. This wonderful renovation project began in August '06 with an attempted act of terrorism. I was to return to So. California from Wisconsin on the day that crazed people with explosives in their shampoo bottles were busted in London and the whole world stood still. I took the option of re-booking my flight a week later and set out to find an interesting place to make my new home. I drove to the country to see a lovely Victorian farmhouse and passed an old church with a simple "For Sale" sign - and the rest is history. Actually, it wasn't all that simple. My offer was accepted in September the same week I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Everyone insisted I cancel the offer....I was too sick - there was too much to do - the job was too big - I had to stay in California - blahblahblah. I told them it would give me something else to think about - a reason to get up every morning - it would save my life.

And it did.