Setting the stage for greatness. Or at least doing things.

I have a table.

It came from work, and I often used it when I needed to escape my normal three-person office in search of a quiet place. It turned out that Kyle wanted to get rid of it. And I wanted it. So that was that.

For a long while it's just been hanging out in our entry way. I wanted to do something with it, to paint it, but I didn't have the time (or the go-get-em). Back in January I started working on it, but I didn't get more than one coat of primer on the top before setting it aside again.

But that wasn't the end. Eventually I do finish some projects, and early this week I applied the final coat of lacquer.

It was done.

Lacquer is really smelly, though. So it sat outside for a day. I'd rather not sacrifice brain cells for beautiful furniture.

It looks fantastic, and I'd show you a picture if 1) my camera wasn't super duper dead and 2) it wasn't already covered in stuff.

Like really covered.

With things like CDs and candles and fedoras and other unfinished projects.

And my computer.

Where I'm now typing.

I'm super excited; this table will be a place to write, to blog, and to sew.

Which means maybe I will actually do all three of those things.

Much love from Tejas,

C-Jo