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  • Expanding

    ByHeather Bailey

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    It's time to expand our workspace again. This time we're connecting two of our three home offices for better workflow. It's going surprisingly quickly. Isaac is the Incredible Hulk in there, tearing through walls, grunting, chewing on nails.

    Remodel_1wWhat a dusty, snarly, gratifying mess. There's insulation, wood, nails and sheetrock everywhere. Raaargh-yaw!

    Isaac used to remodel homes back in college, so I'm in good hands. Of course, he did saw through some electrical wiring, leaving us without internet for a few days this week.

    Everything is connected back up now—see those two gray junction boxes on either side of the passageway, with the wiring strung above?

    The new sheetrock goes up today and then it's onto mud. We haven't decided what we're going to do with the wood floor yet, but we'll figure that out after we sweep up.

    I plan to make this space into a pattern workshop down the road: sewing machines, cutting tables, dress forms, fabric stacks, thread. What I really need to do is host a talent search and get more help. So You Think You've Got American Sewing Talent?

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  • Spackled

    ByHeather Bailey

    Hey all.  It's a good day.  I'm getting a ton done.  And there's a
    tower of amazing chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen, keeping me
    company.

    WallBefore300 Miss
    Charlotte's birthday is tomorrow.  But, last night,
    when I tucked her in, I told her that her birthday was today — big
    oops.  In fact, we told her all weekend that her birthday would be on
    Monday.  I didn't realize the mistake till late last night.  Shoot.  We
    did
    consider just rolling with it, but then we would have needed to include
    her preschool teacher, her brother, and her extended family in the plan
    — and that's just too much.

    I confessed this morning.  She took it well.

    Tell me I'm not the only one who has done this?!

    It's a busy time, I guess.  Charlotte's at
    a childcare place three afternoons a week for the next two weeks while
    I prep and move into my new space.  (I'm sure this has something to do with my
    improved productivity.)  I miss her little self hanging all over me and
    monkeying with my projects.  Ah well.  Two weeks, six afternoons.  I can take it.

    Check out my new wall.  It even has lights.  Oh yeah.