Troy is back, and after a minor scuffle all the fish is safely stowed in a new chest freezer where my industrial sewing machine used to be! The machine was a commercial 3-phase motor which couldn't be adapted to even a 220 outlet for home use, so I sold it to a parachute/skydiving instructor. Fortunately, my best friend's husband is an electrician who sky dives, so not only did he save us the trouble of learning the hard way it's not a 220, but he called his friend who bought it. I'm sad to see it go, but at least I made a few bucks!
Not sewing, not scrapping, just obsessed with this weight loss thing. That's fine, it leaves more time for cleaning the house. The pool is closing soon, so I'm anxious to get in as many laps as I can while the weather holds. Then it's back to biking/running, and I think I actually prefer to swim. I've lost a few pounds, look more toned, but have a way to go yet.
Every once in awhile I'm reminded by something of an old article I read on rediscovering passion in our lives, to not let the mediocrity of routine prevent us from being creative. So my diet wasn't working, I got a new one. I read some books, got excited, and that's what keeps me going. My cleaning routine isn't working, so I found a new resource. Hopefully honeymoon phase will set it, like it did with the www.flylady.net approach, and I can get things back to where I want them to be. I'm happy with a great routine that works, when I can be really organized and thus very productive. I'm hoping this detour will give Troy the time he needs to dig into my sewing room remodel so I can sew again. And hopefully when I feel healthier and my house is back to its old self, I can spend some more time scrapping and teaching.
Yep, all is well, and not just because I'm trying to convince myself it is!