First off, I forgot to set the clocks back last night. I love this time of year because if I forget, it’s a pleasant surprise. I have an extra hour to myself this morning. Which means that writing in my blog isn’t a waste of time when I should be getting ready for church. It’s enjoying some free time since I got up earlier than planned. It’s relaxing.
Thank God for small blessings
I think the panic attacks are over and action is in place. We have a lot to do at the house still and Mark is finally helping. This week HAS to be devoted to me going through the shop and sorting and boxing. We went through all of our books yesterday and separated into categories and then three piles: toss, keep/store, keep/active. I just remembered that I have two boxes of books in my trunk that we need to go through today as well. Then I need to donate the toss items, categorize the categories and alphabetize, then box or put away. After that is to go through the rest of my loose stuff in the shop and donate or organize/box. I also need to box Jer’s loose stuff and Mom’s loose stuff and box those. We’ll have a lot of extra space in the shop once we’re done… which will allow us to move things fro the garage to the shop. Wooohoo. I just hope my husband continues to help. I can’t do this alone.
Now comes the question. Mars invited us over for dinner next Saturday night, I said I’d host a candle party the following Sat afternoon. The following Saturday is Mom’s birthday. After that our child birthing classes start and they are right smack in the middle of Saturday… every Saturday until January 12th. I need to cancel the candle party. I hate that. I am really looking forward to it, but I only have two full weekends left. After that is Mom’s birthday, then the classes. Then the baby. Dinner with Mars? I’m torn. It’s in the evening, so we’re less likely to be still working. Right now every minute is precious and I don’t want to give them up for anything besides getting this house ready for baby.
Today we are moving Mark’s studio downstairs. We don’t know what’s going on with Lydia moving in, if she’s moving in, what’s happening. So we decided to keep his space as long as possible. I’m really happy about this. He needs his hiding place. He’s not a garage kinda guy, his studio is his place. His retreat. His getaway. I want him to keep that if there is any way possible. It’s important.
Today I need to help Mark with the studio, finish (start) my programming homework, prep for my speech class, drop my PS class. Can I get all that done after church? If I can, I must be superwoman.
I’ve started knitting again. Right now I’m making the cutest hat. I plan on giving it to Andy given I don’t ake anymore mistakes. The ones I’ve made so far are visiable, but not terrible. If I make another one I’m keeping this for myself and making her a new one
After the hat comes a scarf and on goes the Christmas gifts.
I recently started taking knitting classes at a local yarn shop. I needed something for myself. Something that doesn’t feel like responsibility in freedom’s clothes. Something that was just for me and somewhere I could get out of the house and away from everything. This is my escape, my getaway, my place. The women there have nothing to do with my “normal” life. I’m so excited.