Oh, I know. I try to be normal. It's just not a good look for me.
I've been relieved of the boys for the morning (see how that phrase ties in nicely with the title???), and I haven't wasted the time.
Besides working, emailing, cleaning, and other official Modern Woman-sanctioned activities, I also nearly finished a desk that's going to KNOCK. YOUR. SOCKS. OFF.
I told Brick House what to do, again. She's so tolerant.
And, of course, I made this...the namesake and raison d'etre of this post to begin with.
In its former incarnation it was a giant basketball with legs. Really, truly ugly. So lest you try and accuse me of desecrating some sacred and original piece of Mid-Century design: