today i begin the task of packing up all the books and other items in my writing room, taking down the pictures and the curtains, the mirrors and the bull horns. a week from monday, a painter is coming, to paint my writing space, and the entry foyer beneath it, a soft robins-egg blue. the woodwork will be cream, the wall where the fireplace is will be smoke blue. i can't wait.
it's taken me five years to choose a color scheme for this room - when you like every color its hard to settle on just a few. but the colors came to me, in the form of fabric at walmart of all places, for the unconscionable price of $2.00 a yard. walmart, in fact, is one of the last places it's possible to buy fabric.
im going to refinish my desk and all the bookcases, as well - in shades of cream and blue to match the walls. i have smoke-blue curtains to match the valances i will make.
but one step at a time.
this week i pack and sort, decide what to keep and what to discard. it seems i've had a lot of practice at this, lately.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.