Exhaustion has set in, and seems to hang on.
Moving, even 10 miles away, and getting organized at the studio, emptying the old house, and getting it ready to sell, well, these two tasks have been overwhelming at times.
But we are down to the wire with our previous home. Empty, cleaned, for sale sign out front. A few things left to do, but mostly ACCOMPLISHED.
At the studio, we are settling in. DH, thankfully, seems to be making the transition well.
I, of course, feel like I have come home, finally.
From city living to country living, where I have wanted to be, dreamed to be. It just doesn't get any better.
I have a list of things to do, still some boxes to empty, chores that need addressing.
Part of the work load has involved shifting my weaving studio to the "old" part of the house, giving us room for living space.
Part of that was downsizing, from (what?) 16 looms, to 8. The fiber sale, getting rid of a LOT of stuff, and another sale imminent.
Making my weaving life simpler, less stressful, less complicated, more what I envisioned in the first place.
"Be careful what you ask for." When I started here, I wanted a peaceful, lovely place to weave, and create, and explore my vision. But what I got was eventually a full time job. People who haven't worked for themselves don't know, but to make money, you have to spend money, and you have to be 100% present, so that eventually, it can take over your life. And sometimes it does.
I am being more careful now, because boundaries are necessary, mandatory, to keep the "business" in its place.
I don't want a crazy, fall into bed at the end of the day, all encompassing, career.
No. Been there, more than once.
I want to enjoy my "retirement" years, I want to weave what I want, and have a good time doing it.
It's true, that the closer you get to the finish line, wherever that may be, the more precious the journey.
Lois and I started what we hope will be a stack of 4'x6' rugs.
This is the first.
Taking it a day at a time, finding my way.
Isn't that what we all do?