I’m not afraid to say it. Sometimes I am wrong. Sometimes my great ideas fall flat. I can’t pretend like everything I do around the house is amazing. Yeah, most of it is (wink wink) but a lot of it is classified as failure… err, I mean a learning experience.
For example, take the numbers that I so carefully cut out during the slate house number project here.
These took forever to cut out using the giant utility knife.
I cut them out oh-so-perfectly and thought they’d be able to go in the last blank frame on the photo wall.
I carefully glued each number to the back of an index card and pressed them down in a straight line.
Then I went to wipe off some glue… oh wait! that wasn’t glue.. and in a second my perfect number nine was perfect no more.
Out of pure frustration I still hung the numbers on the wall. To my surprise, Howard immediately noticed this when he got home and gave a chuckle. Yeah, the whole idea was doomed from the start. They look pretty silly on our wall. Not at all the chic image I had pictured in my head.
Sometimes you win and sometimes… you give up and print a normal photo already?