Spoilt..

Having had the time to make this room happen the way I want it to has led to two dilemmas. The first being how am I going to achieve this look and the second is how will I approach this physically.

My neighbour came over to visit last Friday. A lovely man who has always been been willing to assist a damsel in distress.. He helped me to measure the walls all so now I know that at certain points the walls are up to an inch out of whack. It's no surprise that the first attempt to draw the lines went so badly so quickly.

So to adddress the first dilemma I need to create a white border around each wall which takes into account the slack created by cracked and bent out of shape walls. This will leave a perfectly aligned space in the main part of the wall with which I can display the most wanted stripes to ever exist.

Instead of spending Sunday afternoon preparing the room for this, I did manage to succumbe to the call of William and ended up lunching in the gritty end of an upmarket street in one of Melbournes' trendy suburbs. Five hours later I felt incredibly cold and I'm sure William felt incredibly drunk, but nonetheless I felt better for getting pent-up issues off my chest and apart from the parking ticket I received (I'm certain they changed the sign on me - there were street works going on around us) it was time well spent.

Sunday evening saw me at one of my regular dance gigs, still talking to anyone about these stripes and low and behold, I had an offer of help from someone I barely knew!! Happy to have the offer of help but then instantly unsure whether to allow a stranger into my house to perform a demanding task - I was concerned about taking advantage - for both of us. While I was discussing this with someone else, I received a second offer of help - suddenly I was spoilt for help!! Walking over to introduce the two and explain the development, my first offer waved goodbye and left the venue. What the..?

Having someone to paint the ceiling so that my head doesn't fall of my shoulders was still a blessing, but then I spoke to JD Monday morning who was coming to visit Melbourne for a week, could he stay at my place and would I like help with my room? Then there were two again!!

So at the moment I'm waiting for JD to arrive fresh from dental hell, but I'm sure that between the two of us we can at least get the ceiling done over the next week - I even have assistance in reserve if I need it. Suddenly I'm spoilt for help from nice people who have nothing to gain by their offer of help.

I only hope that soon, when I'm creating clothes/furniture/products or anything that takes my fancy. Someone will be able to say of my work; "This is really lovely and helpful. Thank you - I feel quite spoilt!"