A Necessity
After a good run in the studio, it is a necessity to get it cleaned up. It would not be good to have a seam that needed to be mended to only find the sewing machine was not ready.
I began with using the old Filter Queen Vacuum for the table tops and the floor. I knew Saturday had been just as long of a day for Megan as it was for me. It was more important Saturday that she get home safe. Today gave me a chance to tuck away all the bits and bobs of sewing items that had been taken out of their storage. The sewing machine was tidied very slowly. Amazing how a thread can travel into the deepest, darkest places under the hood. Several different tweezers got the job done. A bit of oil and a brand new needle made for the next project to be taken on.
As we have a funeral to attend this week, I do have a box on the shoulder-high shelf that has some choices of condolence cards. As I was taking the box off of the security of the shelf, my hand slipped. The box and all of its contents spilled onto the floor in a five foot wide arc around me. Nothing to do but get to it and clean it up. Lots of goodies were in that box. Some new cards, some old goodies and lots of memories.
One slip of paper caught my eye as I was picking the contents of the box off of the floor. It warrants sharing. “Contentment is a moral excellence. Contentment without external honor is humility.” Nothing more needs to be added.
I did find a card that brought that adventure on. The box has been returned to the shelf that is the height of my shoulders.
The air quality is that of a low slung haze when I look out.
Dennis’ secret sliced cucumber with onion deliquesce will be added to the chicken tenderloins for our supper. Sweet.
With that I will take my leave. ♥