It's my birthday.
I'll admit I haven't been thrilled about this.
But, then I started thinking. For real, my twenties mostly stunk. During that decade, among other not so shiny things, I got married and divorced. In fact, two whole years were spent just on the divorce part.
But, before I down my twenties too much, I did become a mama...twice...and I remarried....this time to the most awesome fella this side of the Mississippi.
The more I think about how nicely my twenties ended, the more I like my thirties. Sure my life isn't perfect, but I've got my dream job. I get to be a wife and mama. Sounds like the start to a very good decade.
For my birthday, Stephan bought me a hoosier cabinet. I've wanted one since I was a nutty teenager wandering around flea markets and thrift shops. We found one that we could actually afford, but as usual that meant it needed some elbow grease put into it...
I love my husband. :-)
When the cabinet has been shored up a bit and repainted, it's going into my sewing room. I think it will be perfect for holding my yarn and sewing books.