Nesting

With the weather turning cooler, my nesting instincts kick in. There is something about fall that makes me want to have my home cozier. Feather my nest so to speak. So while the healing continues and my sewing is on hold, I have decided to transform the space within the parameters I have. My sewing room serves as my family's main living area. It is small with large pieces of furniture, storage bins and lots of sewing equipment plus clutter. It has an arched opening to the dining area that also stores my stacks of sewing books. There is an old-fashioned working floor furnace in the doorway. My challenge is to transform this room into an inviting place for my family and friends as well as to have a space to be creative. All of the furniture has to stay as these are family heirlooms passed thru the generations plus we want to have all of the modern conveniences. How do you balance these things so that the past can merge with the present?

Healing

Life is good and I am healing. My splint was replaced with a removeable cast that I have to wear at least 4 more weeks on my left hand and I'm learning to do things without using my thumb. Haven't tried anymore one-handed sewing but will try later today to replace a button on DH's sports coat. Fortunately, I am right-handed so I think I can do this.

DH and I replaced my car with a handicap accessible 2000 Dodge Grand Caravan that only had 32,260 miles on it. With a little engine work and a thorough cleaning, it's just like a fresh off the dealer's showroom floor vehicle. We bought it thru our church that had received it when a member died several years ago. Just another blessing for which to give thanks.

As a collector of sewing books, I ordered a new book this week from Clotilde called "Serge Smart". From the description it is filled with ideas for using one's serger for garment construction and home decor items. That made me think about what I do with my serger. Is it really for finishing seams or for construction and crafts? What do you do with your serger and why?

Blessings

Last week, I was in a terrible car accident. Sewing is on hold until my injuries heal as is my classes and sewing ministry. I have a broken left hand, facial cuts and abrasions plus chemical burns on my face. My car is destroyed. In spite of all of these things, I feel blessed. We are constantly reminded to count our blessings in times of adversity but do we really do it? Today, I'm counting my blessings and giving thanks to the EMT who witnessed the accident and rendered aid. To the other witness who had the presence of mind to disconnect the battery so the engine would not catch fire. For the paramedics who bound my wounds, stabilized my heart, and rushed me to the trauma unit. Thanks to the doctors, the nurses, technicians, etc whom I encountered in the hospital. Each day these people cross our paths and turn into blessings for us. Do you count your blessings? If not, please do.