You might already know this about me, but it's worth repeating: I hate snow. I hate cold. I hate dark.
So, I pretty much have a hard time every January. I'm kind of living in denial, actually.
And on that note,
So, we're like, bonafide farmers now 'n everything, remember?
I decided that this year I would love to get my own heirloom seeds and start everything from seed. No $50 trip to the nursery for plants for me.
Hopefully. Maybe. One can dream, okay?
I'd love love! to have a cute potting bench like some of you awesomes, but that's not really a possibility here when it still snows/freezes clear into May.
So! Unlike the Daddy-o, who has his own south-facing greenhouse all set up, I've got one window that is south-facing. ONE. A house with a thousand windows, and one window will work for me.
Wanna know where it is?
Right up there. In my master bath.
Sigh. I wasn't going to let that stop me. I had to figure out a way to utilize that window. . .somehow. . .
I've got it. Shelves. Shelves in the windowsill that will still make it possible for the blinds to close over them. 'Cause no one needs a peep show through my bathroom window all spring, ifyaknowwhatI'msayin'. Hehehehe. Heh. Heh.
No, seriously. Scary.
And so I got to work. It's so beautiful. Said no one ever.
Personal reminder: be aware of where you hands are at all times.
If the dryness of my hands is all you see, be advised that they've been that way since I grouted my kitchen backsplash. But I'm talking about the injury. Drilled my hand. Got crap from the hubs. He's all, "First you put a nail through your hand and now you drilled it?"
No, duh. I've drilled my hand a half-dozen times, so there. Oh. Wait.
The real embarrassing part of this is that I injured myself during such a wimpy project. Injuries should only be for massive projects. Am I right?
But I digress.
Wasn't even gonna paint this thing-- you know I hate to paint and no one's gonna see it.
And then I changed my mind and decided to paint it a happy color. Because in our world, we can do whatever we want. And since I'm quoting Bob Ross today. .. "let's get crazy with the paint brush."
Kids are so proud. Do you know I get guff for painting everything white in our house? If they had it their way, it'd be a circus all up in here.
And here we are. Waaaay ahead of schedule. Fits inside the windowsill, can be screwed into the studs surrounding the window for stability--
And I can water them while I take a bath.
Sorry for the visual. Scrub your brain.