Pink-spiration

This week Funky Junk work began in earnest. Well, I was supposed to get more done on the work day I had scheduled, but I just couldn't get started. Until my husband brought in my vintage table to work on. Until I searched through piles of boxes for some of the decorations I've been saving for my new, improved and huge office. Until I had a cup of coffee in my cute mug. Until I had set up pretty vignettes all around my work space so that my eyes had somewhere pretty to rest while I was thinking. Then and only then could I begin. I suppose I could have worked anywhere, as I often do, but it was far more fun to dream a little about the Where work will happen someday soon. This is the joy of Funky Junk. The imagining begins and ideas swirl, and I'm lost in a way that those of us who create live for.