Whenever I plop down in a chair and idly gaze around a room in our house, Josh gets scared. He immediately assumes (and rightly so) that I’m critiquing things and will soon come up with a new home improvement project. In his mind, my glance means a visit to Home Depot, or perhaps hours of painting, or maybe some fabric shopping (I confess I have dragged him to a fabric store several times, which is NOT his cup of tea).
But to me, it means beautifying our home, making it cozy, being resourceful, being thrifty with what we have, and enjoying the process of creativity. And yes, I’m feeling the itch to do something even as I sit here and type. We’ve almost finished painting our picnic table (which I’ll show once it’s finished), and so it’s time for something new.
Hmmmm….Josh is gone right now. What plan can I scheme up before he gets home?