I think the reason I am taking so very long to get myself unpacked is because I am much more into nesting than..unpacking. (Okay, let's say it. I am not into unpacking at all.) Each and every box seems to bring a new surprise; thrifted treasures I forgot about and inspiration for a new project. Once that happens, I feel compelled to do that project...right then.
That's what happened here in the kitchen, on the ledge above the one bank of cupboards. I found my small collection of rolling pins, and, well...I had to get the ladder, and find my old thrifted picnic baskets. The next thing I knew, 45 minutes had passed and the box the rolling pins had been in was still sitting on the floor waiting to be unpacked.(and after looking at these photos, I still may tweak this vignette a bit. I may change out my old bread pan up there for a tarnished silver tray, for a bit more formal look, if you can picture that.)
At this rate it really will be July before I am all the way unpacked, but I am having a ball making my new place mine.
