Getting My Nesting On

Spring is in the air

and everyone knows what that means.

It's time for me to get to work.

I get spring fever really bad.

I thoroughly enjoy the rituals

of spring cleaning

and making the house come to life.

This year is a little different for me

because Mr. M and I purchased

a 1951 farmhouse and we

are in the process of renovating.

I've waited all winter to paint

and peel ugly wallpaper

and paint

and sew pillows

and paint

and hang new curtains...

did I mention paint?

(Let's just say there's a certain red in my bedroom that is giving me angst.)

I also have the need to purchase

some new furniture.

As newlyweds, Mr. M and I have

tried to meld our furniture together.

Some of it has worked and some of it...

well, let's just say....not so much.

(I'm not trying to say names but Mr. Couch and Mr. Loveseat....you know...)

I've been looking at some barstools

and a small table to make a sitting area

and I stumbled upon this store.

All I can say is WOW!!!!!

This place has EVERYTHING you could ever imagine.

I'm not kidding.

I got so sidetracked by looking at everything else they had

that I still haven't decided on which barstools I want.

(I have a few dozen in mind...A girl has the right to change her mind.)

C'est la vie!!!!

I'm also hosting a few giveaways over the next two weeks.

There is just something about spring that I love

and want to share with everybody.

If anyone else is suffering from

nesting syndrome and spring fever like me,

then I hope you find a cure

or at least the right shade of paint.

Baby Steps....sigh

I can't begin to tell ya'll the way my heart feels right now.

I  can feel the fluttering in my stomach even as we speak.

From this day forward, my life will never be the same

as Mr. M and I embark on a new journey together.

Mr. M keeps assuring me everything will be okay.

I am so nervous that I can barely breathe.

I already know where your mind is going........

You might as well turn it around and drive it down  another road.

The Divine Mr. M has finally convinced me

to open my own business and peddle my wares.

 I will not be in a brick and mortar (yet)

but I will starting taking my junk....errrrr....antiques

to shows, including Warrenton in the fall

and will be opening my Etsy shop next month.

Mr. M is my greatest fan and my biggest supporter.

He doesn't believe there is nothing that I can't do and I love him for that.

After all, he's the one who told me to start my own blog.

I have to say that it has truly changed my life.

I would have never believed that I would meet so many

amazing and talented women.

I would have never dreamt that in two months,

I would have almost a hundred followers

and over 17,000 visitors to see what I have to say

and that this tiny blog in blogland would lead me to one of my greatest passions

(besides Mr. M. )

I can only hope and pray that the love that ya'll have shown me

will continue to flow with my new endeavor.

Mr. M is out right now, even as I type, buying me a travel trailer

so that I can have somewhere to lay my head while on the road.

  (see why I love him so.)

He has this crazy faith in us ....

I'm just trying to take baby steps as I spread my wings and fly

without divebombing to my death.

So, please be on the lookout for "Six-n-One"

my new store.

And if you see my at a flea market

or antique show, please feel free to stop by

and offer me a paper bag to keep my

hyperventilating to a minimum.