and I can’t get out!!

After 6 months, it certainly feels that way.  The contractor’s portion of the work was supposed to wrap up Monday. (Ha!)  We spent Monday walking him through the project with a list of 20 issues that needed to be correct.  Yes, that’s right, he made 20 can’t-deal-with-that mistakes.  Add to that the things we decided we could deal with.  It was a bit overwhelming.

Here’s a look at where we stand.

You may notice that the stained glass window is missing from the right hand wall.  That’s the window that is to go between the studio and the master bedroom.  After some (ok, MANY) issues with the contractor, we’ve put the installation on hold.  The windows are sitting in my living room, but I hope they will make it into the wall before long.  What a difference that will make for our bedroom since it has no exterior walls.

The wiring for the lighting is not done, and this room is missing several key outlets.  But, after weeks without, I have access to a washer and dryer again, even if it only has cold water.  That, my friend, is a blessing.

Just imagine a desk under the window, ready to go with my sewing machine.  I’m looking forward to sewing with a view of the potager.

It’s amazing what a difference raising the ceiling in this room made.  It feels bigger and brighter.  In fact, BeachBoy proclaimed it his favorite room in the house.  I think it’s all because of the new french door.

I’d love to say the men are finishing things up this week, but the truth is our contractor “doesn’t know when the electrician can come back.”

Oh me, oh my!


I found that the more I let go in life, the more I grow.  The more I grow, the more alive I feel.

Today was a big day for me.  It was my final day as a teacher.

My whole life, I longed to teach.  And, for 6 years, I loved my job.  But, I found that it was time for me to let go and grow.  It was time for me to reconcile my priorities.  And, right under “1. God” on my priority list is “2. Family.”  It’s a funny thing though, how being a devoted teacher can push things out of whack.

You see, I am the type of teacher who cares for every child like my own.  I’m the teacher who is in the classroom 12 months a year, often as many as 12 hours a day.  I am the teacher who can’t fall asleep at night because I’m thinking about a struggling student.  I’m the type of teacher who takes every grumpy parent’s comments to heart because I just want what’s best for “my” child.  I’m the type of teacher who can’t say, “Well, I’ve tried hard enough.  There’s nothing else I can do.” Imagine, then, how that emotional roller coaster adds up when you have not a house filled with kids but a whole classroom full!

Yes, it was certainly time for me to reconcile my priorities with my energy and emotional expenditures.  So, today, I held my chin up and said goodbye to a classroom of students for the last time.  In so doing, I closed the door on my life-long dream and prepared for a fresh start.

I thought I would be sad today, but instead I found myself excited. It was a pleasant surprise.

You see, these past months, I’ve been studying and preparing to begin a new career.  I will be working from my favorite place (home!) as a holistic health counselor.  I am so excited about my new adventure and the prospect of devoting my energy toward my loving husband that I didn’t even think to be sad today.  And, I think that’s a good sign.  It reminds me that I’m on the right path. So, I’ll continue praying and walking.

I cherish my years of teaching and the ways in which they have prepared me for this new journey.  Now, I look forward to beginning my work with growing families and to helping them discover their own best health and happiness.

In just a few more days, my business website will be up and running, and I can’t wait to share it with you!  I’ve been so busy growing that I haven’t had much time to write lately, and now I will be helping others grow, too!

Why is it than when you are waist deep in a project, you suddenly start to think perhaps you should just quit?

My sewing machine is finally up and running again, so yesterday I started to actually work on the slipcovers for our living room chairs.  The first one isn’t done yet, but I look at it and think, “How ugly. I should quit.”  And, then I think, “No, I should have done THIS instead.  Then again, do I hate it because it’s in that unfinished ugly-duckling stage, because I’m not in the mood to finish today, because my house is covered in scraps and lint, because I haven’t tidied up the seams yet, or because I could really just use some lunch.  Who knows?

mess in progress

Regardless, I stopped for a break.

Of course, first I tossed some pillows on it to try to convince myself that I only hate it because it’s not finished. 


That didn’t work.

 One thing is for certain, though.  I’ve never liked these round chairs, and now I hate their curves even more.

When all else fails: go hang some curtains.

Since I stumbled upon these dish towels at TJ Maxx, I’ve been dying to get started on a sewing project they inspired. 

For now, I’ll keep a lid on what I’m making since it’s a gift, but here’s a preview of what’s happening at my house.

And while we’re talking about stitches, here’s a look at a project I did today.  My sewing travel basket was in need of some personality.  Plus, I grew tired of chasing pieces around the car when they snuck out the bottom of the basket.  Solution: basket liner.

The basket was a cheapie ($3) from Walmart, and  I picked up the fabric from the remnant section (2 dollars for 1 and 3/4 yd). The bow is a stand in until I decide what I really want on the side.  I’m thinking something metal… perhaps some sort of tag…