Ah-Yes
Ah-yes, it does tug at my heart strings, when I see what happens to Dennis. The heart and mind is willing, but the body says . . . not today.
Dennis realized today that his reflects are not quick enough to use the propane brush burner. I respect him so much for finding where Jeff lives here in town to ask for his help. When Dennis came in for lunch, he commented to me, crossing the bridge that has kept his son and him apart was really painless.
When Jeff had his three-wheel bike’s battery charged up he came over. It was definitely not the same Jeff of three years ago. Sweet.
When Jeff came into the house, he voluntarily shared that drinking was no longer in his life.
Right now father and son are in the patio porch watching a war documentary. Sweet.
I, on the other hand realized yesterday, I was lacking a flat service out in my bedroom porch to lay something down on either for stitching or for a flat service that would not allow items to slide to the floor. My homemade slanted stand was perfect for reading and for having my stitching pattern on.
Down to the studio I went after supper, while Dennis was in the patio porch. Up came my very first sewing machine table of 1968. The middle of the top pushed apart to allow my Sears sewing machine to sit in the recessed area, making it level with the remaining top. I got it upstairs and into my bedroom porch and there, I called it a day. It is 28″ H x 43″ L x 18″ D. When there is an emotional attachment to an item and stored, it finds its way into everyday service. Ah-yes!
It fits right up to the south window length-wise and allows my slanted set-up to work perfectly to its right that is under the west window.
Of course today I was and am busy making adjustments. When all will be said and done . . . mission completion.
With that I take my leave. ♥