Dear Reader,

I hope you are doing alright. I’ve been doing things to try to keep me distracted from what pains me, while simultaneously seeking a challenge. For example, I don’t keep as quiet anymore when there are things I don’t mess with happening. I do not want to be afraid, but seeking it can be problematic. Do we ever find the balance?

We don’t know the balance, but we feel it out.

Why can’t I just know? Like it was an .exe I could run? I am too afraid of some of the possible outcomes of “feeling it out”. I will make mistakes, which I expect not to be forgiven for, but maybe I’ll be surprised.

Okay, in completely unrelated news…
A great “3rd place” I’ve been introduced to is a Dry Bar. The owner sells fun drinks there, the space is open and crafty. There are craft supplies available to mess with and books to buy, trinkets to look at along with a few board games to play.

After a failed attempt this year at having a yard sale, I’ve decided to change it up and plan out a friend meet-swap. Where I invite all my friends and ask them to bring stuff they no longer want and expect to take some stuff home that they would find useful. I’ll try to coordinate food, and games too. This prompts a better community than trying to sell my stuff to random strangers that stop by. This new approach feels more inline with my values as well. Not that there is anything wrong with a yard sale, there are pros and cons.

Lately the projects I’ve been working on have had my attention. I’m still framing the collection that I expect to display at the Community Center of the Arts in Mansfield. My dollhouse has had the slowest progress this past year, so there are small moments I try to add to it since my schedule is different and my priorities have changed. Finally, I’m working on a commission of a residential house.