New Life Goal - Master Upholstery

I really, really want to become an accomplished upholsterer. This isn't just a crackpot dream of mine.

I would like to be able to recover the chair in my living room with fabric I actually like instead of using an orange sheet stuck all over the bottom with dangerous pins.

I would like to be able to respond to the cat-astrophe that willl someday be my couch because Tonks really isn't half as fond of her scratching posts as she is the corners of the couch.

I would like to just do this as a hobby. I'm sitting in front of a pretty, shapely table at the moment, but it has some discoloration on the surface, and all I can think is "I could fix that."

Yep. I need to find a class on upholstering. Then I need to wait until my lease runs out, move into an affordable little house that is not downtown but that has a garage, and set up a little hobby shop for refinishing and reupholstering furniture.

Is it odd that I think that would be fun? I think I miss doing things with my hands. All I ever use is my mind, and it's getting a bit tired.

Sometimes I even imagine that I quit my job, open a bakery coffee shop that specializes in savory scones, and sell refurbished furniture from a side room. Of course, one has to have money for such dreams. And, let's be real, if I was running a bakery coffee shop, when would I ever have time to refinish and reupholster furniture?

Also, these are all things I enjoy that I think I might not enjoy so much if they became work. They are best as hobbies/pieces of a daydream.

Drop the I-Word

Amazing friends on facebook were sharing this, and I had to continue that sharing.

This video and the message being spread is an important human rights issue. One largely ignored in this country. The war on immigration is a war on humanity because it seeks to deny individuals a right to work and live based on their country of origin, which is ridiculus.

So many in this country want to see others off of wellfare, working for their incomes--bla, bla bla. Yet we have a double standard when people want to come here to work to support their families. Ironic when we consider how much financial aid we send to other countries without expecting a thing in return.

Why exactly do we prejudice some groups for the difficulties in their lives an not others? No answer? I didn't think so. It's called descrimination. It's based on arbitrary differences. And if you think the birthplace of an individual means they do not have certain rights, you're descriminating.

...I guess I better stop making fun of Lindsey for being a Southernor. ;)

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