This week has been a whirlwind of activity. Meetings, errands, nights out, housekeeping, and one glorious day at home. And this is what I designed and made in that day!
I also completed a custom ordered cushion cover for a 9 year old’s birthday. I challenged myself and made and installed piping for the first time. (I need to perfect corners!). I was to deliver it yesterday, but when I got to town I realised that I had left it at home. I rang mum and she met me half way to hand it over, and I dropped it into the Shop on time so that the customer could collect it. Phew. Then I get a message last night saying the customer loves it but I have missed a piece of applique stitching.
And she is right!!! I am mortified- and having to laugh at the irony that after being so proud of my efficiency in getting it delivered despite having forgotten it, I then had to drive in to town and collect it, repair and return. I was getting too smart for my own good there!
Every day a little thing happens to confirm that moving out here and sharing the property and our lives with my parents was the right thing to do. (And not just Mum driving to meet me half way when I forget something!). They babysat for me twice this week and there was no stress, no drama, just normal routine for the kids. Of course the down side is that two late nights in a row mean two late nights in a row for them.
It is not without it’s challenges though. Life with children brings new and interesting surprises every day. Today was the announcement by my boy that he had been testing how strong the pipe from the dam to the pump was, and now there was water coming out of it……. Some investigation and breathing out later it was revealed that the strength of the pipe had been tested with an axe…….. More breathing out and mantras of calmness later a solution for repair was identified, and the pipe is fixed. For me it identified that this was nothing to do with my boy’s special needs, and everything to do with him being an 8 year old. He is testing boundaries, exploring our new environment and having fun. And 8 year olds, no matter how intelligent, don’t always think of the consequences of their actions. I had to think back to things I did when I was 8. And remind my Dad (who was struggling to understand why someone would do something like this) of how we behaved when he was 8. It helped us both to breathe out, and keep our cool. Just. Needless to say, the axe, the pocketknife, and all other tools are now out of bounds for some time.
One day full of production, and one day full of unexpected activity that felt like nothing was achieved. The ups and downs and unpredictability of life!
For now I am back to my plans. New products to make, an online shop to open (or re-open), baking to do, and events to attend. And to keep our spirits up, this tree in the front yard is ablaze with colour. Fingers crossed that I get a day of production rather than a day of unexpected activities.