While at my mother’s house yesterday, as I was helping her prepare for the Easter weekend, my eyes kept reverting back to an antique dress form that used to be displayed in one of the guest rooms. My mother has done some rearranging and small remodel projects, so there were items that were “leftover” with no real place to call home.
Well, being the wonderful daughter that I am, I told Mom that I could keep the dress form in my new dressing room until she wanted it back. Reluctantly, Mom agreed. You see, I have a habit of keeping things at my house “just until…”. Like the dog. Thirteen years ago, my husband agreed that we could keep her “just until a permanent home is found”. Or the antique bookcase that Mom had to have and agreed that I could use it “just until I find a spot for it”. Keep looking Mom, it’s only been eleven years.
I brought the dress form home yesterday, just in case Mom changed her mind. I have no idea why, but the name Zelda immediately came to mind as I carried her across the threshold. So Zelda it is. I will put her together securely and can’t wait to dress her up. I’m sure she’ll be very happy in my new dressing room “just until…”. 🙂