I got the tile down on the floor of the attic space off my studio yesterday. Today we get the studs and insulation covered so it’s cleaner in there, brighter when the light is on and a better environment for me to store some of my supplies. What a chore! But so much better once behind me and I can finish clearing out the storage unit and be done with that. Of course we’re expecting 1-3″ of snow today!
I had planned to empty the storage unit today because a unit close by is apparently being used by FedEx or UPS as a drop point for drivers to come collect packages to deliver. The last three times I’ve been there I’ve had to wait for them to leave to pull up to the hallway for my unit or drive around the building and use the door at the opposite end of the hallway to access my storage unit. My next payment is due in the 24th and their use of their unit won’t slow down any so I will have to grin and bear it until I make these last few loads to clear it.
Then the rest of the week is spent clearing the remainder of the boxes, putting up the last of the Christmas decorations, getting the RV ready for us to move into it when the in-laws arrive for their visit… It’s going to be crazy.
I need to run by the shop with a display of my felted acorns. I have two Christmas trees in the shop and apparently everyone wants them individually! Now they can buy them either way.
I think I will be moving my needle felt supplies temporarily into the RV for the evenings while we are out there until bed time while the in-laws are here and if I have time to work on something while in the house I’ll knit infant or preemie socks that are needed at the shop.
I’ve applied to an Artist in Residence program at a local museum. It would only be about a two week stint and I would not actually reside there, I would commute daily, but we shall see if I get selected. I have my doubts, my husband and some friends say not to worry… I’m a worrier. 😊
As the season gets busier, as the hustle and bustle gets more and more, find some quiet time each day to just “be”. This move has about killed me, but the cabin itself has been such a gift. The peace here is beautiful. I love to step out on the back porch at least once a day just to take a moment to listen and relax when everything else around keeps going at warp speed. Or take the time to watch the deer when they come through the yard. It’s these little moments that help us deal with the catastrophes.