OH NO! The time has come....

 Friends, Crafters, CountryFolk.... The time has come....

I have tried so hard to avoid this. I never wanted to do it again. BUT needs must.

I have joined the Rat Race.

I have become a  *gulp*  C O M M U T E R

 Bleary eyed morning coffee

trying to get dressed appropriately for the.... Office

what will my colleagues be like?

packing my bags

searching for keys

 And finally, i am ready... to take those first steps.

Those few steps....

hang on a minute.

There are only about 5 steps. and who left all that rubbish outside?

 Welcome to:

The PaperFish Industries HEAD QUARTERS!

The Hub - the epicentre

 I have SO very much more to do to my office in order to make it cosy and creative.

But at least, i am here. i am working from the new building and 'pretty much' all boxes and bags and rolls and jars are in here... somewhere.

Witness the feat of engineering that IS the CUTTING TABLE

An amazing assortment of pieces that allows precision cutting of felt, fabric and ribbons

(thanks DadFish)

 View from the office window isn't bad i guess.... very handy to have a Bay Tree right outside.

 There is almost a sense of order to the place

and i must say, my colleagues are very quiet and the coffee is superb.

 I shall keep you informed of the next developments in operation "PaperFish Commute"

but, until then, i must leave you.

I now work in an office....

Although i *might* pop home for lunch

(or to the pub)

xxx

Come on in....!

 A brief tour of a few moments in my home....

Welcome to 'The Office'. We call this 'The Office' with a wry comedic smile because we are sooo funny and ironic in my family.

 Most of the Living Room is, in fact, completely taken over by my life, my business.

I feel immense GUILT that you might not even know a child lives here. I have pushed out all domesticity from our cosy abode

 And me.... sat at the LapTop trying to get my business back on track...

(should I cut my hair again? I hardly recognise myself)

Meanwhile, this pile of Cememt Mix and Ballast is all i have of my *real* office / studio.

Sat in bags on the drive, it feels like a long way off right now.

 And life waits.... stacked up against walls.... waiting for the business to move out of our home and into a place where i can shut the door on it when i need to.

I never thought i would miss looking at my pictures soooo much! Strange, the pictures of our life that we come to rely on seeing, day in / day out. maybe a shake up is what we all need now and again?

 Knick Knacks of life and living seem to be sat,  shelved,  waiting for 'the time' to begin again.

I have been most amazed at how much junk i can quickly amass... and how little i actually need in my life to get on.

 A wooden Memory Box, salvaged from my deceased Great Aunt some 10 years ago.

Yet another thrifted suitcase... ( i swear, they breed in my house)

Upcycled cupboard unit. Was a white GPlan and is now a vintage-y Sage colour with pretty glass-look handles. This was a quick job that made me so much happier.

I spy... oh yes, ANOTHER vintage suitcase, balanced upon boxes of unpacked stuff and stock for the shop....

i was really looking forward to moving in and starting my new life...

Moving OUT was fairly swift in all it's practicalities.

Moving IN seems to be taking forever.

This is for you my dear x a sneak peek.