Well, I was "selfish*" with my time after I got done with the (long, long) shopping expedition**.

(*and didn't start the bird-bags. I just couldn't bring myself to)

Wilbur is all sewn up and I am currently putting on his French-knot "bumps." Then, I will do his face last. Then, he's done!

He already owns a few little "books" and a "cup of tea" thanks to the dollhouse-accessory rack at the craft store. (The wing chairs they had were all so ugly, and at that point I wasn't sure if Wilbur would fit them, seeing as he was not even cut out yet). I think I will keep looking for accessories for him, or making them, as I can.

He also owns a bathtub. Courtesy of the antique store. It's one of those bizarre random souvenir things I love so much. You'll probably see it in his debut shot.

The clementine box idea is a good one...except all the clementine boxes here this winter have been two pieces of wood with the rest made of cardboard. I'm also contemplating two other possibilities: first, find a suitable box/shelf at an antique or resale shop, or, second, take the books out of the little 'wall bookshelf" (it's a single enclosed shelf, about a foot long by 8" deep) that I inherited from my father's parents and use that. Although that would mean finding a new home for my "Pocket Poets" books. Finding a ready made suitable box would be best as I don't really have a lot of woodworking tools, nor a good space to use them.

There's also the phone niche in my house where I don't actually keep the phone (because it tends to fall off on the floor when I talk on it), that might work. Except then when people came over I'd have to go through the whole explanation of what Wilbur was, and why he lived in my phone niche.

(**the worst was the fabric store. They were having a "coupon sale" and the place was full of people, and some of the clerks were in a really bad mood. And one of them told me I could only use one coupon (out of the set I had) so I wound up putting some things I would have bought back, and I wound up not taking advantage of one coupon that would have worked on some of the fabric I had had cut, and then I got up to the register and the woman who was working it said that you could use as many coupons as you wanted. So I was a little irritated at that, and especially at the grumpy lady who finally cut my fabric, and the several pushy ladies who managed to get in line ahead of me (if there is a second line that opens up, the person who has been WAITING THE LONGEST should get the first crack at that line, not the person who happens to wander by as the line opens. That's all I have to say 'bout that.))