The coffee table I decoupaged while ringing in the New Year
It took me a record five days to get the house set to right after the Christmas festivities. That’s a record in the wrong direction, by the way. I’m usually a little more punctual. I blame this year on a) laziness, honestly and b) the dessert table at my Mom’s house.
It’s funny how everything can be simultaneously solved by and blamed on the dessert table. Ahem.
So yeah, I took my time and dismantled things one at a time, piling the boxes by the garage door until I got sick enough of seeing them. The only one that managed to escape my mad haul into the attic was the snowman door thingy. I don’t know how I missed him, but he’ll be around for a while now, because I’m done with the attic. Forever maybe.