I wanted to thank you for your very kind comments on my sewing room. I wish you all had a special space of your own -- even Geoff has admitted to me that he's a tiny bit jealous! Sometimes, when I look at pictures of homes that are gorgeous and perfect, I feel jealous. I don't like to feel that way (such an overwhelming, stifling emotion), but there you have it. At least now I can think about the fact that I have my own place that reflects a bit of who I am and what I love. And apparently, who I am and what I love includes junky antique chairs, ancient stuffed rabbits, and lots and lots of ribbon. Maybe now that I have that little room it can be my anchor, and it will help me feel more settled. I am such a homebody that I find moving deeply upsetting!
This morning I flipped through some Japanese pattern books. I thought about how nice it will be when I have a free afternoon in which I won't itemize all the things that I still have to do ("paint trim paint trim paint trim" runs through my head all day long), in which I can sit in my sunny, lace-filled room and sew and sew and sew.
I have been out of sorts lately. I have so many posts drafted that I haven't been able to finish; my mind just freezes. Recently I discovered that my debit card had been skimmed and that $2000 was stolen from my accounts. I should be covered (incidentally, I do love my tiny, hippie bank, I really do), but they've launched an investigation and it hasn't been resolved yet. It was a sad thing and I've felt really disturbed since I made my tearful phone call to the bank.
Oh, the lovely Jen from The Haystack Needle posted a little interview with me today as part of her Lost + Found series. I am by no means a master organizer (I am going to be in serious trouble when my memory goes!), but it was so nice to participate.
The picture above is completely unrelated to this post but I think it's beautiful. Via gingerlillytea)