I should be in bed actually, I promised myself to not go to bed too late.
But.
I have something very important to do first!
I want to thank you for bearing with me and for supporting me. For sharing my grief and my joys of late.
Thank you!
And now I can go to bed.
We're leaving winter behind. At least, it seems I am.
My head is filling itself up with fresh and crazy new idea's. And my red peeptoe pumps are walking me out into the lovely weather.
Last weekend they took me shopping, and to the movies in Antwerp (we went to see Sweeny Todd which we a bit dissappointing, or maybe we had set our expectations to high), and to have a drink in the evening with lovely people.
We spent lovely cooking time in the kitchen together with Mr. B. They walked me to the post office and we made a little walk trough the garden to marvel at some of spring's first treasures.
Every girl needs a pair of red shoes.
blos·som (blŏs'əm)
n.
1. A flower or cluster of flowers.
2. The condition or time of flowering: peach trees in blossom.
3. A period or condition of maximum development.
intr.v., -somed, -som·ing, -soms.
1.To come into flower; bloom.
2.To develop; flourish: The child blossomed into a beauty.
[Middle English, from Old English blōstm.]
I love it when you can / for one moment / forget about everything / and look at the world around you as if it was the first time you were here / on this planet / living your life
I love how you can / rediscover / things of beauty
Everyday / when you pretend being a visitor
After nearly half a year of trying to find a new home, having found one but not being able to move into that one after all, hunting further, driving up and down to dozens of places with no luck... we finally found one! The contract is signed, we can move in on May 1st. It is nearby the central station of Gent. It's a lovely early 20th century house, in a broad, green street, with a garden and a lot of space! I'm so happy, it will save me one hour and a half of travelling by train every single day!
So I'd better start on saying goodbye to our current house. After living here for nearly 16 years it won't be easy. However the hardest part will be to get everything packed and sorted out! Oh dear oh dear, where to start...
I have loads of work, but I feel as if the exam-'jetlag' isn't over yet.
Since my grandfather passed away a week and a half ago it's seems even more difficult to get myself together and do something.
I'm way behind on creating, photographing, sending new stock to several shops... but instead of catching up I decided I feel more like working on some sewing projects for myself (which is of course very fun to do!)
I whish you all a great Sunday!
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