work, work , work

I feel as though I’ve been working on the floors forever.  Soon they will be done.

I am on phase two: the kitchen side. Meaning: the other half of the bottom floor of our house.  Carpet and linoleum are both ripped up. (Thanks to Grant for finishing that part.)  On to patching, priming, painting, glazing, sealing…Trim work–painting and caulking.  Finishing the bathroom–ceiling: painting and glazing, hanging the light fixture, installing the cabinet…Moving all the furniture back, moving the studio downstairs, buying and installing an actual curtain for the arcadia door in the kitchen…

Monday is supposedly my last day at work…

Christmas is only two weeks away.  I feel unprepared.  I wanted to observe advent this year.  So far, I haven’t.  I don’t feel like my spirit is in a state of waiting; I feel like it is in a state of wishing everything would just slow down.