After Thingadailies ended, I collapsed from the weight of keeping up with all that creativity and artsiness. So I went to Weetacon to recover. I hadn't been in four years, so it was high time for Joe and me to fly on out to the Hinterland for fun, frolic, food, and beer. And, we had all of that and more.
When we got home, we both caught colds. Bah.
Anyway, so as not to lose too much steam with the origami-ing, I made this -- it's called a gyroscope, and it's made from 12 pieces of paper. Six of the pieces are invisible; they form the endoskeleton (aka "innards") that lets you hook it all up.
Then I invented my own lifehack with regard to curtains.
Our teensy den is a combination office and shrine to the Washington Capitals. We have cool pictures and memorabilia on the walls, but we also have two autographed commemorative sticks that have been languishing in the closet, out of sight and out of mind. We also had a couple of curtain panels that Joe had on his bedroom window that didn't quite fit, so they also got stored in the closet.
Then I had a brilliant idea. Two sets of brackets, two curtains, and two sticks later...