I don't really know what to talk about today. I'm tired from a long work week. I haven't been home after work since Monday. And while I am happy to be busy, I want a night at home.
It hasn't all been work I should say. I started taking an art class at the museum I work at. One regret I had about working at the big city museum was that I never took an art class there in my 3 years. I was just too lazy to stay in the city until 9:30 and then drive an hour home after a whole day of work and class. But with the baby coming and wanting to stay busy I signed up for a Wednesday evening metalsmithing class! Our main project for the class is to make a bowl. We started out with copper discs and so far I have a little curve. It's fun; I get to use a blowtorch, hammer, and probably some drills. I did check with my doctor and the teacher and neither could really come up with a reason why a pregnant woman can't work with metal but I am being cautious of the chemicals that might be around. My bowl will not have a patina on it. Oh well. This is something I can look forward to and can help me be creative. And it's free!
From a young age I have always loved art. I don't think I'm great at it but I'm reasonably good and I like to do it. I took art lessons as a child, classes all throughout high school and college. I even briefly toyed with the idea of being a studio art major in college. It's what eventually led me to art history and working in museums. I don't do things as much as I used to. I work well in a structured environment like a class with projects but on my own, not so much. I've moved to more crafty things like sewing and I am hankering to re-teach myself crochet to make cute crocheted stuffed animals. I like working with my hands; creating something out of nothing.
Hmmm, I should take photos of my bowl each week to see how I'm progressing.
Anyway, the other thing occupying my brain is that R and I are going to look at a house tomorrow. We bought our first house a little over 2 years ago. It was a crazy process and we always said we'd never move, even though we knew that wasn't true. I still love our tiny house but we could use a little more space. R is always cruising Trulia.com and came across a house a couple towns over that looks really 'us'. It has 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, exposed post-and-beam construction, a fireplace, and almost 2 acres. And it's totally reasonably priced probably because it's in the middle of nowhere, also a plus for us. It feels to me almost impulsive but we're really just looking and even if we love it, people move all the time and probably for lesser reasons than we would. I would miss our neighborhood and the friends we've made but the appeal of a larger space near a pond is calling. I worry about the stress and cost of buying a house, selling our house, and moving during a pregnancy but it certainly would keep R busy and I guess we can afford it. I guess I should look at our budget again if we're serious about this. Ugh.
And it is exciting. This is going to sound really dorky but one of my favorite things to do is imagine our things in other peoples' houses. Whenever we go over someone's house for the first time I like to imagine how I would arrange our furniture in their house. Don't judge me! It's something I do when I can't fall asleep. Once upon a time I wanted to be an interior designer!
So we'll see. If nothing else we got to go peek in someone else's house!
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