We spent another weekend cleaning our new-old family home. We filled another 3 garbage cans, the 3 recycling bins and are still not quite done.
We also rented a industrial floor scraper and my husband ripped up the old linoleum flooring from when my in-laws built a new family room on to the house in the 70s. We also pulled it from the kitchen. I’m afraid hubby is going to be quite sore tomorrow. Our son worked hard helping too, picking up all the pieces and throwing them in the trash. He’d much rather be playing video games, but as he’s living there too soon he must help as well. I think it’s teaching him important life lessons. Maybe he’ll have more enthusiasm for his chores after doing real hard labor.
As I was getting into the top cupboards wayyy up high, I found this beautiful coffee set. It was my mother-in-law’s that she bought in the 50s when she was single and attending nursing school. On Sunday afternoons, she and her best girlfriend hung out in her tiny apartment, drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes (it was the era for it) and dishing about school and boys.
I love it and am saving it for my studio. I think I will use the set with my French press and invite over my best girlfriends to make art and dish about life and children and maybe even boys.
