Casualties of War

It's that time of year again!
The colors, the paper, the sounds!

And no, I'm not talking about Christmas.

It's finals time in the Bubanks house. Which means, my inner Designer has to put together notebooks. Why we designers love making notebooks so much is beyond me, I clearly haven't reached that pivotal point yet.

I sit here amid the destruction: Fabric swatches have been cut, glued and mounted, scraps lie by the wayside. Paint chips spill over their container, floor samples are scattered about the coffee table, scissors, tape, rubber cement, computer paper, labels, card stock, scales, and drafting pencils lay like wounded soldiers strewn over a gruesome battlefield.

And I'm not done yet. Saints preserve us!