My Heart is full, indeed.

It's the little things that count - always - at the end of the day it's the small acts of kindness that make everything bearable.

Do any of you remember " April " ?
I redid her antique dining room set HERE and HERE and her chairs HERE and  had way too much wine with her HERE

But my favorite post about her refers to her heart collection HERE - I'd never seen so many hearts in one home ( and that post didn't cover all of them )

FAR TOO MANY LINKS I KNOW - SO IF YOU'RE ONLY GOING TO CLICK ON ONE OF THEM - CLICK ON THE HEART ONE - IT'S SOOOO WORTH IT

A couple of weeks ago - ( actually the second day we moved into this house ) there was a small bag on the door waiting for me.
In the midst of a " hell on earth " environment someone thought of me and left these ......................

My smile was ear to ear ( and at the same time I was dangerously close to crying )  I didn't have to even look at the card to know who it was from - isn't that an amazing " signature " to have?

But of course the card was every bit as beautiful

And the cutest thing of all ???
Her real name is not April at all lol - that was a name I invented for the blog - that she signed it as such made me smile even more :)
Here real name is June - there I've said it - it's out there now - because it deserves to be.....................
But really from here on in I will call her the Heart Lady - because she collects them - because she has a huge one - but mostly because she touched mine deeply with her kindness.

This gets added to the one Carol from Heart and Sand sent me when she found out I wanted to start collecting them

On another note, the wallpaper is up in the bedroom - and the floor is almost finished - I'm painting out the wooden frame window ( and don't give me hell for it - it does NOT look good with the white and black - you know it - even if you hate painting wood - you KNOW this would look better painted, right? lol )
The right side of the floor is completely finished - the left side still needs a couple of more coats............
The wall paper was a nightmare to put up - with the window and the angled ceiling!!!

And tomorrow hopefully I'll show you the ceiling I went with for the kitchen - it was not what I thought I was doing at all !!!

For every comment you leave - please know I read them - they're my smiles during the day - when I take a few moments here and there to come sit at the computer - but sitting at the computer is  becoming fewer and farther between with this mandate I've set for myself to have the bedroom completed by Sunday !!!
I think John may leave me if I don't get it done - seriously - 2 weeks in and he's done - can't stand living like this and keeps telling me " this is insane woman " so the countdown is on :)

Oh and in the midst of all of this I keep forgetting - I received some Milk Paint to do a review on  and I'm oh about 2 months late in doing so - ( the move, people, the move !!! ) so I'm really hoping I can get something done with it within the next couple of weeks - because they have graciously agreed to sponsor a giveaway at the same time.................

Off to put another coat on the floor :)
Much ♥

The filth of renovating.............

You get used to it - you really do.
Things that make you gag - and make you want to flee out of a place screaming -
Things that make you cringe so deeply you feel it in the very core of your being -
Things that make you look like you're smelling sh*t ( because basically that's exactly what you're doing day in - day out )
Things that leave you with a little crease between your brow and a slightly disdainful look on your face
Things that in another place and time in your life would have left you declaring - loud and clear
" I couldn't live like that - sorry but I just couldn't "
Bathtubs that leave you preferring going to bed dirty than sit in them
Sinks that make paper plates and plastic cups a wonderful idea
It took this house - this reno in fact - to ensure there is something on my feet always - this bare foot loving girl's feet have not touched the floors yet.

You get used to it - you really do.
When a home made sandwich taste every bit as good as Turkey and all the works.
You fold away your designer jeans - you leave your beloved shoes in their boxes.
Your perfumes takes a second place to lysol and Mr. Clean
And you temporarily forget your hairdresser's number.
You take the despair you ultimately feel every night - and turn it into a dream - somehow - believe it or not somehow you manage to do it -

You get used to it - you really do.
When you're offered to go out for a dinner and you have to weigh whether it's worth taking a shower for and ultimately it isn't - when you'd rather skip the shower and paint another wall - or clean another floor - or pull nails out of the stairs -
The thought crossed my mind the other night - that if I stood outside Home Depot this week - in the state I'm in - and held out a hat - I swear to you people would drop money in it - especially being so close to Christmas and all - I look that pitiful.
I mentioned that fact to my better half last night

John says - DO IT - we could at least get a kitchen sink out of it
Suzan says - Well you do it at another branch and we could get the faucet

I could never - not in a million years - have imagined taking a job like this on while living on the premises.
We did it once before - but only moved in when it was mostly finished.
Sawdust in your coffee?
Dirty hands?
Nails going through your flip flops?
Windows so dirty you can't see through them?
Gunk as thick as wall studs to be scraped off of EVERY. SINGLE. INCH. of the space you're inhabiting?

There comes a time - when you live amongst the filth of renovating that you realize Coach Purses are overrated - and Burberry Jackets are over the top - and when your Chanel sunglasses get stepped on accidently you most definitely come to the realization that the pharmacy brands keep the sun away ( and hide your haggard face ) just as efficiently.

Who knew it would take a filthy home to change my priorities?
But bit by bit it's chipping away at what I always considered my " must have " luxuries
AND that I'd be kind of happy to see them go -
I haven't worn makeup in 2 weeks - not a big deal in some ladies worlds - but huge in mine -
I'm lucky if I have time to moisturize my legs ( which are starting to be as dry as the wood in this home )
Manicures?  FUGGEDABOUDIT - not happening any time soon.

At the end of the day - a hot bath - a thick towel - warm pj's and clean crisp sheets are the luxuries I now live for - and oh what luxuries they are indeed :)

You get used to it..........................
You really do

BEDROOM FLOOR WELL ON IT'S WAY TO BEING WHITE

WE PICKED UP A SILVER GREYISH WHITE SHAG AREA RUG TO LAY ON TOP OF THE WHITE
( IT'S STILL IN THE VAN )
AND THIS WALL PAPER

AND I'M HOPING BEYOND HOPING THAT THE MASTER BEDROOM WILL BE COMPLETELY
FINISHED BY SUNDAY EVENING
AND WE CAN CLOSE THE DOOR - CURL UP WITH SOME POPCORN AND WATCH
" BOARDWALK EMPIRE "
ALL THE WHILE PRETENDING THAT THE REST OF THE HOUSE IS CLEAN AND FINISHED AS WELL

MUCH LOVE AS ALWAYS,
MOI
SUZANNA
ANNA
DANNA

XXX