Contentment
I have the same degree of contentment in my studio as Lena did in her sewing room. She had the advantage of natural daylight from the north windows. LED lights that are in my studio were not even thought of in her day of sewing.
Dennis had made plans to go to the Northrup school for a trade show. I knew he would find plenty of buds to catch up on. Seeing what is for sale gives him food for thought on the items Dennis still has in his collection. There is something about these trade shows that make the offerings of potato salad and Bar-B -Qs taste extra inviting.
Before I came down to the studio there was plenty to keep me busy on the main level of our home. I had boxed up the jigsaw puzzle pieces and it was time to take down the card table from my west bedroom. It had taken a fair amount of real estate. Hello . . . I couldn’t get the legs to collapse. Out came the silicone spray and those hinges that had some rust . . . worked like a charm. I will be making room for it in the basement. The damp air in the garages does not help and they are too pricey to replace. There is one more in the garage that needs to come in. The two oldest ones I give my blessings to remain in the garage. When and if we have large Curry picnics the kids can carry them up and out for the event and then put them back.
It didn’t take me long to find my niche in the studio. As the embroidery module stitched I did do some tidy, tidy. It is always more desirable when it looks as if I am entering a brand new studio to spend time in. Would I like a larger home so I could stitch with natural lighting on the main level? No! I would be all over the area and not have enough control to keep it within any range of normalcy. Dennis would be eating off of his lap in one corner. The way our home is now, makes me more responsible to keep things in a balance of order. When thing get out of hand, I get crabby.
I do believe I will have to get some groceries in the house tomorrow. I know I am out of my essentials for breakfast: yogurt, flax meal and apple sauce. The apple sauce does wonders to absorb into what would be very dry flax meal.
Is there snow in the future? I could not tell you. Waking and sticking my head out a window is as serious as I get for long range forecasts. Contentment will follow as the day is taken as it comes.