Life changes everything.
We have decided to start fostering. As we are out of work and the world seems to be to be decidedly slack and it's something that had been thinking about for several years.
So I have lost my room and my work table. I have spent the last few days boxing up my prized possessions and sticking them away in the garage and the attic. My shelves. Then man cave has gone. It is no more. I knew him Horatio. Sniff.
Sniff. I now have a temporary table in what was the dining room which now seems to be a transit camp for boxes. But this is what I have now.
Now I need to finish moving stuff around so I can get some painting done.