Thursday, July 7, 2011
It is no longer in dispute. I am a mother with a slightly evil tendency. While I find my latest idea inspired, my children are (currently) only mildly bemused. I have considered that this may morph into an emphatic irritation.
In our house, misbehaviour is met with time out in the Naughty Corner. Although, with a nine year old, I suspect the days of this consequence are numbered, I quite happily grant me, the forty year old, time out for the smallest offence. To date, there has been nowhere to sit in the naughty corner and the floor is pretty chilly, come this time of year. I have been eying off one of my three roadside finds...
I stripped another chair of old, stinky upholstery and I like the uncushioned bones even better. The Mr thinks I should try and replicate the first chair in an upholstered but non-matchy fashion but I reckon a chair for the naughty corner invites a more, um, spartan feel.
My intention is to sand this chair for an eternity, then cover the back and seat with all the things one could do or not do, should one wish to be a well-behaved ANGEL. The kids have brainstormed such naggings with me, which is why there is also a solid representation aimed squarely at their mother.
In the meanwhile I have been Googling ‘découpage’ how to’s and top tips and getting myself into all sorts of trouble because I keep accidentally typing in searches for ‘décolletage’.
’Course it’s the school holidays and all of a sudden, I have twenty seven looming work deadlines. Juggling these is tricky enough*, let alone finding the free time for playing with such evil projects of seated whimsy. I wonder, if while taking a little time out from the blog, working punishing night-time hours, being a veritable EARTHMOTHER to my children, (whom I love and adore), that I may possibly see the error of my ways and rethink this whole Naughty Corner concept?
* Yesterday I was forced to schedule a meeting with a new client while naked and in the shower. This is because the Middle kid is very helpful and answered the studio phone for me.
PS. Find more spaces of the creative and, undeniably less evil kind, HERE.