September 21, 20013
As bare bones as things are, life is good. Tonight I went to an opening night performance at the Guthrie Theatre. I was offered tickets from a friend who was unable to go. When I take the time to pay attention, good things always happen to me. I do have a guardian angel, big time.
When it was time to move from my previous residence, an opportunity fell into my lap to move into the middle floor of a tri-plex. The owner is jeweler whose tenant decided to move. Yay for me! The best part is, he willingly accepted my three cats, even tho he has a no pet policy. I have an 18 year old, a 12 year old, and a 9 year old. It would be hard to leave your kids behind.
My current place is in a 100 year old building, with hardwood floors, 9′ ceilings, and noises that carry from one apartment to the next. It is a two bedroom, so one of them is dedicated to my studio.
Last night I was setting up a shelving unit on my workbench. Why is it almost harder when you have a blank canvas to decide where things go? I received a batch of new stones to work with. That was the first thing I placed on my new shelves. Life is good.
