Next week will mark eleven months since the pandemic became real and the lockdown began.
Last November our governor once again shut down almost everything in the state and I’ve been in my room ever since (except for that lovely week in Texas).
The room is small, but it works.
My cutting table can be wheeled around to get the best light.
My office chair can be wheeled from my desk to my sewing machine.
My television (the photo showing yet another episode of EXPEDITION UNKNOWN) can be wheeled from the bedroom to the office.
And the ironing board can be lowered to become a dining room table.
Home, sweet home. For now.
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Versitility… remaking ourselves…this is COVID. Congratulations!