Sep 18, 2011 20:31
...quite the vast handmade jewelry collection. One of the artists at my mother's shop came in and I was working on the lighting fixtures for her space. She gifted me with a gorgeous lavender bead necklace - just because (she told me to pick something - anything from her case - and not to take earrings (too inexpensive in her mind).
I've also got two new crocheted bead work chokers from one of the other artists that I bought at the sidewalk sale in July (and that she knocked off a lot more money because I was the one buying them).
The perks of being the shop's "handywoman." I have more unique, hand-made jewelry.
At lunch we discussed the steps to fixing up my house. And I think if I do the legwork to get it all figured out my mom might help with the costs. So hopefully I will be able to install new (doublepaned) glass windows in the house in the spring. Also repair the walls an the living room and rip out the in-wall air con unit I haven't turned on for three years (fans have kept me pretty comfortable). After the windows that NEED replacing (since a couple of them leak), I can turn my attention to the floors and then re-do the whole kitchen. It really is a tearout kitchen. And if I can open up the wall a teeny bit between the kitchen and the living room by changing where the stove and refrigerator are I will do it (although it might not be possible - depends on where the loadbearing wall is)
After lunch I assisted my mother in washing their dog. He'd rolled in organic compost (old manure mixed with dirt) and smelled pretty horrible for a couple of days (I love how they save the fun stuff for when they know they are going to see me). He continues to be lovably off-the-wall neurotic (we laughed at his need to turn himself around before going anywhere in the house. Seeing him back up stairs because he can't face going up them frontways is still pretty giggle-worthy). At least now he is clean.
real life,
max