Packing, moving

We're on the move again, this time to a rental while we look for land on which to build our forever home and Dave's dream shop. I'll get to design my studio so that everything fits and has good lighting!

I spent weeks packing books and other items that can go into storage, but today I faced the sewing room. I always hate to pack away the fabric because I feel untethered without being able to look at it.

Pretty soon I won't be able to walk through the house without climbing over boxes. Dave had planned to move them up to the garage as I packed, but now he's come down with what seems to be the dreaded flu. I just read that there's an outbreak of Influenza Type B here, so I think that's what he might have. 

I'm crossing my fingers that I don't get it, because we have to be out of this house by the end of April and there's so much to be done.

I can't even count how many rolls of tape and boxes I've gone through. 

But I AM going to save my "happy space" for last. This is a little area tucked behind the couch looking out the windows where I do my hand stitching and meditate on the clouds and water. I'll sure miss it, but I'm sure I'll find another happy space at the new house.

Have a colorful day