It’s a good season of GOT, Gerry would have loved it. I’m loving it. It seems a lovely farewell to a beloved TV series; I wish I had had time to give Gerry the same kind of farewell. I still wake up in a cold sweat from dreams about Gerry dying with no one around him but medical staff, no family, no me. I was functionally immobile from my reaction to strong chemo, but that doesn’t lessen my guilt at not being WITH him at the end. Just because you know something’s out of your control doesn’t necessarily lessen the guilt.
But, as I constantly have to remind myself, where a cold usually runs one week for most folks, for me it runs for two weeks, and this is proving to be the case this time around.
I REALLY wanted a stand-alone space like a garage, but I didn’t think I’d find it. The business is growing beautifully, and my business partner Kathleen Pascuzzi and I realized that we would have to move to a larger space, so I was just hoping somehow I could roll that all into our home search.
Since we first married Gerry’s said that as late Summer rolls around I start getting geared up for something different, NEW, to happen. He says I always seem happier when there’s a change happening in the Fall, so this year should make me VERY happy!
I’m becoming quite skilled at dyeing yarn in a teeny-tiny space, only using as much room as absolutely necessary and doing everything over washable rugs and with plastic draped around the walls. My friend Deb likened it to Dexter’s “Kill Room”, which is more truth than poetry when I’m dying those bright reds.
What I HAVE dyed in the few days, though, is amazing. I’ve dyed the equivalent of 240 skeins of yarn, most for orders, but some of it for our stock. And now that the last batches are in their citric acid baths, I’ve changed out of my dye clothes and into something dry and cool, and I’m engaging in one of my guilty pleasures; binge-watching ALONE on the History Channel, and enjoying my indoor plumbing, running water and beautiful home!
I haven’t blogged in a while because I’ve been SO incredibly busy! A combination of getting our home ready to put on the market, and preparing enough yarn to see us through a bunch of online orders that came in (yay!) and SIX fiber engagements (5 fiber fests & a trunk show) in 6 weeks…
So we wait for the weather to accommodate us so we can paint the deck and the outdoor trim on the doors, we look at homes (knowing that by the time we can get them, they’ll be snapped up by someone else!) But we can dream!
It’s been a crazy, busy week; on alternative days I’ve been dyeing buttloads of yarn, skeining yarn, knitting up yards and yards of fabric AND scraping, spackling, painting and cleaning up the house, room by room, to ready it for sale. When I look back and the work I did this week, I’m astounded. It…
The fly in the ointment of all this health goodness was that beginning around 2007 my Estratest was no longer available/covered by insurance. I was switched to Estodial, but it just wasn’t afforadable ($180/month, WITH insurance!) I fell into the habit of taking one pill every three days to keep my non-estrogen symptoms at bay. Finally, I just gave up and stopped getting the prescription.