the little voice of insanity...

i have come to the conclusion that the little voice that spoke to me earlier in the week,

was indeed the 'little voice of insanity' that lives within me...

upon finishing up the four coats it took to cover up the mocking green,

i held off adding color or paper to the drawer fronts

as was my first thoughts.

for now it stays just as it is...

here's a nice big picture so you can see the whole wall,

you may also care to note little olive's suitcase just to one side

under the kitchen island.

the bowl you see sitting randomly upon the floor,

well that is little olive's and used dog's water bowl.

i thought i would mention that in case dearest readers

you think i keep my kitchen wares on the floor...

it is quite possible, but i don't.

as we are on the topic of my little voice of insanity

i thought i would also mention

i like to keep my printer cozy,

just so she knows i love her.

i have changed out her winter jacket

for something a little more springy.

i have also finished a sewing chair for Miss Ethel,

so i am no longer shuffling my desk chair too and fro

she came with a peachy label,

i'm thinking any label that starts with the word 'utmost'

truly is a label above the rest

for one so old,

i was a little wary

but she's sturdy

she's willing

and

she's looking spiffy

in her new attire

i'm not listening to my little voice of insanity for a while...

despite it's wisdom

it has worn me to an unravelling.

on another note,

one of utmost importance.

it is U.S. Mothers Day this sunday.

this year i'm not taking any chances,

no sirree...

i've devised a cunning plan

she is wishing you a peachy weekend and will be back on monday ~ Tif