All day yesterday they were working on my office remodel. Between the compressor running the power tools and the tools themselves, I’m tired. This is in spite of getting out of the house for the worst of it.
This is happening this week because remodeling is stalled on the bathroom because we need stuff to arrive. Next week they will work on that.
It also seems that every day brings some new disaster. Monday it was that the wrong shower pan had come in. Today we discovered that the “stucco” trim on our front door was actually foam covered with stucco, even though this is a flat 1″x4″ trim. This means to put in the screen door we want we have to build a new wooden frame and screw it into the metal frame of the door. I’m beginning to feel like Mrs. Blandings in the movie when she decides to use some spare flagstone to build a flower sink and it ends up costing way too much.
In my office we are:
— rebuilding a wall
— removing carpet & replacing with hardwood
— replacing current ceiling fan
Of course to do the floor we have to clear out the office and so I am culling my stash. I’m done with the canvases and about 2/3’s through the threads. I am, not quite halfway through the books. So now I have heavy boxes of books all over the floor.
The stuff that has been gone through is across the hall in the living room.
But the really difficult thing is that this project leaves me stuck for stitching resources. I have a project I want to start and even have thew threads to do it out. I have canvas and needles and scissors. I even have tacks close by. So what am I missing? The stretcher bars, which are buried someplace.
I have a second project I worked on last night but can’t continue because the threads needed are, I think, on thew other side of the boxes of books. As are the project bags. Once I get my act in gear and can think, I’ll put things I might use for a few weeks near the entrance to the living room or in a tote bag. I will probably get plenty of reading done because that is usually in just one place.
Do I sound cranky? I am. Stitching provides an anchor for me in the face of the stresses and difficulties of my life. I really need to be doing it right now instead of metaphorically tearing my hair out.