The past week has been filled with my continuing search for a rental house for my family ( I've looked at so many ads that I see them in my sleep at night ) add in some house viewings and then the birthday of our youngest son, all while I've been fighting off a cold and you have the makings of a tiring week.
I have kept our belongings packed to motivate the search. We're still sleeping in our sleeping bags, keeping our clothes in duffels bags and sitting on the floor or staircase to eat. This week I gave in. First, there was the homecooked meal and fresh baked bread (all requiring me to open boxes).
The end of the week found me putting the legs back on our kitchen table, but not for us to dine at. For a more important reason...
for me to finish quilting my star quilt!
I realized that I must be patient with my house search and waiting until we move again before I resumed my sewing, was really not making me happy. Sewing makes me happy, so why should it be held off as if it's a reward? My family seems to agree that using the table for sewing rather than for dining, is more important right now.
We all know that a happy woman= a happy family. ;o)