Moving.

Someone has received an eviction notice.

Cue the puppy dog eyes.

Listen. She’s had her own room for 3 years. Yes. My dog has had her OWN ROOM.

In.

A.

Tiny.

House.

So the time has come.

Maggie Marie is moving.

As I have laid on my couch for the past 3 years, I look up to her room (my loft) and think what wasted space.

I 100% believe that there can almost always be a better use of space.

Cue the music…

This is what Maggie’s room USE to look like (her bed isn’t pictured… it’s the other HALF of the room.

For about a year, I have been dreaming and praying about turning this loft into a craft space.

With surgery looming, and my unnamed employer not giving me a work from home decision until after surgery (I keep telling myself it’s to ensure I don’t die…), the Lord opened the door for the transformation to move forward. There’s a very real possibility I will need a second income if the work from home decision is rejected.

In just one week, God moved all the pieces (and people) to make the transformation happen!

My heart is so full tonight as I rest. I’m so incredibly thankful for those who gave up of their precious time this past week to make this dream become a reality.

Where is Maggie going?

Maggie Marie is now….

Maggie Marie Potter.

Yes. She got moved to under the stairs.

She’ll be ok.