|Zack's marble run. I feel like the marble.|
So what's going on?
I'm not sure if you remember my telling you we're building on to our house. We started in the summer, and the contractors worked worked worked on everything they could bang bang bang.
Until last week.
Last week, they moved inside.
|addition before the siding and windows went on -- screened porch goes in the middle|
Why is this a bad thing? Because I have my biggest show of the year NEXT WEEKEND. While I *should* be making jewelry the entire time Zack is at school, instead I'm jumping out of the way of walls coming down, floors being torn up and relaid, walls being painted, electricity being turned on and off -- I'm losing my MIND. I'm not good in these conditions. I really, REALLY need to make jewelry for this show, and I'm starting to freak out a bit. I have visions of myself hurling strands of beads at the walls and having a 3-year old's hissy fit, but instead I go for a drive to the next town over for coffee.
And occasionally I just giggle hysterically because at times, that's all you can do!
Today I came back from dropping Zack off at school to discover the time had come to start moving furniture out of the old section of the living room into the new section so the old section could get new flooring. This is all well and good, but if you remember, I like to read, and I have the books and bookcases to prove it.
The photo is of one of four eight-foot tall bookshelves in my house. As you can see, the shelves are packed not just with books but mementos and trinkets.
And this picture is of just ONE bookcase's contents. The sparsest one. Egads. My back is killing me.
Let's not even talk about having to empty THIS out tonight so we could move it into the kitchen. It holds all my beads.
|I got the cabinet from collectors-cabinets.com|
This has been my past two weeks. I feel like I've gotten nothing done. I'm frustrated. I'm worried about the show -- I don't think I have enough stock. And drywall dust is OH so much fun to get off the furniture.
But I shouldn't complain. The house is going to be lovely, and all this moving around is giving me a living room with a true library and (the only thing I asked for) a huge, old-fashioned claw foot soaking tub.
So many changes -- Zack in a new school, the house getting close to finished, and reorganizing my life to make room for yet more changes on the horizon. As I read this over (and wonder if you've gotten this far!) I realize that although I don't like change, when faced with it, the only thing to do is dive right into the middle of it, embrace its prickliness, and do my level best to go with the flow. Sometimes that does mean I'll leave the house and run away for coffee. Sometimes it means I'll do paperwork or marketing instead of creating. I think the important bit is to keep DOING.
I wonder -- what would you do if your studio got flipped topsy turvey for two weeks, and you had a big show coming? I'd love some creative ideas!