I was going to do some fun countdown to the day of birth thing, but I'm lazy. And 20 sounds so much more accomplished, so let's have it together next year!
I had a thought. I love bookends. I'm just a wee bit obsessed. But really. They can be statues, masterpieces, homemade, big, little, hard, soft... The possibilities are endless. I've always wanted a library in my home, but I realize that it will be years and years until I have a home with enough extra space for what I'm envisioning. Enter: the bookend. What a weird word. Until I have the time, money, and space, I want to fill each teeny room in each tiny house with books--and bookends.