I love Hancock Fabrics.
I have a dream of re-doing my front room. Painting the walls green. White accents on the wall. Seagrass lamp shades. Framed old sheet music in weathered frames. Linen colored curtains.
Today at Hancock's I asked the sweet lady if she'd clip me off a sample of fabric. She clipped me off a quarter size piece (that is a VERY SMALL sample people). It fell out of my pocket when I got home. I had no idea. Until. Shane started vacuuming.
All of a sudden everything went slow-mo and Chariots of Fire started playing as I looked down and saw my pitiful sample lying on the floor about to get sucked up by the vacuum.
It was too late.
I suppose there is only one solution. Go back to Hancock's tomorrow. That is the right thing to do? Right?
(Shhh, I also NEED the burlap lamp shade I found today. My brass lamp isn't going to
know what hit it after I slap some white paint on it and give it the new shade. Such love.)