I think you get three types of people. Ones who aren’t interested in projects, ones who like everything done and finished, and ones who pick up new projects like a toddler picks his nose. I’m definitely the one picking my nose – wait, no, that’s not what I meant.
Completing projects seems rare. I know in the social media world everything is sparkling and perfect but no, my world lacks buckets of glitter. I’d probably choke on it anyway. My reality is that I couldn’t even list the amount of projects I have going on, and on and on and on.. It ranges from I still haven’t chosen two photos to go in those frames I fixed on the wall a month ago, to writing the next draft of a script.
Today though I will share projects in my bedroom which are done, whether they took minutes or a few months, but the point is they’re finished. Completed. Done done done.. Until I get bored and change it all up again. It happens, I’m human.
This is a combination of things found and bought. In the tiny jam jar is a crystal, the broken top of a prosecco bottle covered in wax, a flattened London coin I found and 1 Czech crown.
My wonderful oil drum which I’m too scared to put a real candle in.
A year ago I posted this, about repotting some cacti. Look at it now ladies and gentlemen. Look at it now. Still in love with it.
My ugly blanket is finished and as ugly as ever.
And lastly, my very first blog post, My Top Tips For Living In Rented Accommodation, featured this cabinet, which is now a gloss grey.
Fist bump to finished projects and to starting a million more! Hear hear!