Good Day Shoal Family and Mermaid Junkies,
I thought I’d write another post since I seem to be on a roll. I have spent all last week and this week trying to really dive deep and figure out how to do this whole blogging/web thing-a ma-jig all by my lonesome.
I had put it off for quite some time because I couldn’t figure out the darn loading camera images and iphoto stuff. I’m still having glitches, so bear with me, if you don’t mind your pretty little heads. 🙂
I about lost my Mermaid mind. You know like when you are swimming and can’t get to the top of the surface quick enough. And you literally feel like you’re gonna freaking drown! hahaha… that was me, so being me and yes, I talk to myself, heck… I even answer myself back too…
I was saying to myself,” Raquel, you’re trying to force things, back away and use Law of Attraction methods on this whole blog thing…. blah blah blah…”
Pssttt… I know I’m a mess, especially in my own head. You don’t talk to yourself all day, do you? I must be the only one. But, I bet I’m not.
Okay, so anyway, I have been knee deep in this little cottage that I named ” Staffordshire Cottage.” I like to name stuff, my homes, vehicles, furniture… you name it… I name it…
I’m going to share with you something. I’ve decided that I’m going to be raw and talk to you the way I do on my Youtube channel. If there’s anything that I’ve learned through my divorce, It’s that I am transparent. I wanna live the rest of my life that way, and not just because it’s going to be another new year soon. I have decided on many things about my life and one is most definitely letting you my fin-loving friends know all about me. I want to let you see me when things aren’t going the best, or I’m feeling like an idiot about a project I’m working on.
This is Staffordshire Cottage. Sorry about the non-editing, but I’m doing the best I can. I love the huge bottle brush tree It has loads of bees in the Spring and it’s quite lovely. Don’t you think?
Life is too dang short to act like everything is always perfect. A perfect house, perfect marriage, perfectly dressed kids, etc. I had enough of that stuff in my old life.
Do you start projects, DIY and then abandon them, out of stinkin’ frustration! Well, I do. And that’s what I did here.
I kept telling my BG that I didn’t know what was wrong with me. I usually love doing projects. If anyone of my friends knows me, know I’m a bit of a lunatic when it comes to starting projects. I will start a crapload of projects, get overwhelmed and get so aggravated that I abandon ship!
Okay, so all of this to let you see what I’ve started over here at the SC (Staffordshire Cottage).
I’ve been thinking a lot and I wanna take you on this little renovation journey with me. so here we go… get your life jackets on my darlings…
Let’s hope this goes better than the Titanic ending.. What, too soon? teehee…
This is the look I gave when I started my first project. The insanity and a boat load of pink carpet! How was this ever a good look, even in the seventies? That tells you how old our little house is. It was built in 1974, and obviously, the carpet has been here since. Don’t even say it, I already know what you’re thinkin’…
I started with the closets. Don’t ask me why. There is a method to my madness, though. (P.S. can you tell that my BG loves the Bucs?)
Okay, so after ripping two whole rooms of pink carpet, then I had the lovely task of figuring out how to dispose of it all. Here’s a tip. Cut all the carpet with a carpet knife in strips, roll it up and it’ll fit into your trash cans. I even asked my neighbors if I could put a few rolls into their can. They were sweet and let me.
I need to name this little series something… Do you have any ideas?
To Be Cont’d…
Yours til my next swim, Rac