Today, the moment I've yearned for arrived.
Neal conceded that the office/second bedroom (sans bed) should be mine. All mine.
For the last two years, I've lobbied for my own space. Neal's desk is used as a pile holder. I cast no stones, people. I have plenty of stacks and piles of my own. My dear, darling husband has agreed to use the little desk that looks pretty in our dining room (and also just holds piles of pictures, etc. from pre-Beverly life) to contain the essentials he needs from a desk.
The desk he's been using (ahem) in the office will become my crafting desk. This means my sewing machine can be set up all the time.
It also means there's a place for the loom that is arriving next week.
Did you catch that? The LOOM! I found an inexpensive ($25!) rigid heddle loom on Craigslist in Seattle. The lovely owner of this no-name loom used it about 10 years ago as she learned to weave. She's moved on to other looms and decided it needed a new home. I'm taking a class at Webs later in the month, but that doesn't mean I won't be playing around on the loom before then. I've got Betty Davenport's Hands On Rigid Heddle Weaving to help me out.
There is plenty to keep me busy in the meantime. Tonight we're meeting friends to see the gorgeous and incredibly talented Dan Bern at the Ironhorse Cafe (love their veggie burgers). And in the morning, we'll head to my old stomping grounds to visit my dear friend Linda Jean for her open studio. We'll swing by Croton to pick up a few last things of mine that my ex has in his studio, and I'm hoping to have time to get a "real" eggplant parm wedge at my favorite pizza joint (there is NO real eggplant parm to be found in my part of CT. Trust me; I've tried to find some.) and a cuppa joe at the world's most amazing coffee shop. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration, but that was my home away from home when I lived in New York, and, like the lack of good eggplant parm, there's also a lack of good indie coffee shops here. Oh, how I miss the river town life sometimes!
I'm toying with a new mindless knitting project for the drive. I can't seem to handle anything complicated right now. I'm pretty certain I'm going to make the Sunday Market Shawl, but I may get started on a new sock. Won't it be thrilling to see what I do?
Catch you on Sunday. I'm going to try to do a photo essay of my former life in Westchester...we'll see how that goes!