No, I'm not doing a post on a member of the Seven Dwarfs. And, if you're curious as to whether that should be dwarfs or dwarves, you can find an essay on it here. I'm not convinced one way or the other.
I am grumpy! I also typed up a big ol' post yesterday that was clearly infused with my grumpiness, but I have decided not to post it, at least not yet, and probably not without a lot of revision.
Why am I grumpy? I don't like this current new "normal"; there's nothing normal about it and change is very difficult for me. MY space has been invaded, even if it wasn't intentional. MY craft room is not yet occupy-able. MY ideas get poo-poo'd. MY timing is not other's timing. I'M still needing to do all the things that I used to do but now I feel compelled to be extra-considerate of the other adult occupant of our home because he's the one studying and looking for a new job, and doing things in his timing and in his way. And I am having a really difficult time trying to be positive when he's negative, patient when he decides RIGHT NOW is when something needs to be done, or when it isn't. There's a whole lot of MY and I in there isn't there. Just know, that I've been keeping MY mouth shut a lot too.
Base trim has been added to the quilt room, except for the wall which the cabinets will go on. I washed the big window in the room on the inside. The outside will either require use of ladders, one on the inside and one on the outside to transition to the roof of the patio which is below the window, or a ladder to get up onto the roof to get to the window. I'm in no hurry to get on any type of ladder again after the incident of breaking my foot 13 months ago. Now Marty says he's not ready to get, or put the cabinets in until he prepares the doors and trim and paints them. It's his project, not mine. His ideas, his ways supercede mine all the while he's saying he's doing this room to make me happy - I haven't reminded him that it wasn't MY idea to do it. That's how it is today and most days.
Yesterday, I was able to get in about 45
minutes of quilt work on the Tumbler quilt. My enthusiasm isn't in it
right now, but I forged ahead.