Gobbling Up My Time!

I apologize for the lousy quality of the photographs in this post.
They are phone snaps -- and cell phones are not great cameras.  They are not even great phones.


Have you seen the Countdown to Thanksgiving clock on the sidebar?
Two days.  Two days!
Time to get realistic.

For the past few days I have spent more time than I anticipated prepping for

and setting up my new booth at Somerville Center Antiques.

It doesn't look as if it took a lot of time,

but son of a gun . . . it did.

The booth, partially done.
It needs more stuff.

That seriously cut into my sew drapes, recover shield back chair seats, solve the debt crisis

list of things I was going to accomplish before Turkey Day.

My annual To Be Done By Thanksgiving List.

Reality check.

The TBDBT List has morphed into the TBDBC List . . . to be done by Christmas.

The Thanksgiving List is pretty much down to: clean, cull, cook.

Projects can wait; cooking can't.

I am very happy with one thing -- the 5 x 7 lipstick red rug we put down.
I have my eye on a heavy wrought iron screen for the rear of the booth,
that I can back with fabric, and then use "S" hooks to hang things on it.
None of my mirrors or pictures is here yet -- nowhere to hang them! 

So today is a cleaning day at That Old House.

For everyone; Dion DiPoochy is at the grooming salon.

Luckily it is also raining, so it shouldn't take him long to get himself

satisfactorily filthy and smelly when he gets home.

Money well spent, eh?

And now, it's away from the computer and into the conservatory,

where I've got piles and piles of books that until Sunday lived on the white bookcase

that now is holding dishes and "smalls" (I love that term) at the booth.

Where will I put all those books?  To Be Determined!

Have a lovely, serene Tuesday, my friends.  -- Cass