Dear Diary, seems more accurate--
I find myself here, in 2025, trying to keep pushing the boulder.
I'm at a junction of sorts, perhaps arbitrarily as it seems I might have already passed the threshold of deciding. While my practice has been put aside, I find myself stepping into the role of a different type of maker, a builder, a contractor perhaps, a diy-er definitely.
This cabin, this fancy pants tent, has become the project on my horizon, I'm already knee deep in it. December was a month of everything that could go wrong, going wrong, and gratitude for all the hands that helped me right it. On top of everything December was the month I welcomed Nael back into my world, with just as much love and tenderness and aching as ever. Having a prop to keep my head above water, and an extra pair of hands to run the water gauntlet with, has made me more capable and tired. I can finally unclench and lay my head in a caring lap. Now, how to keep momentum and vigor while being so gentle, that is the next question.
TO DO as of 1/3/25
1. pick up the heater from lowes (and schedule install)
2. install floor outlets
3. install flooring
4. figure out how to get the stain out of the wall
5. figure out if i even want to live in this house
6. plan for a well
7. build out the proposed storage space, and drawers and shelves
8. bring car in for service
9. electrician for bathroom floor heating system
10. grad school...?
Yours with a dream of a pole barn studio, a sauna, a brick oven, a garden, a fire pit. Is it just a dream to be content and enriched and viable in a place like this?
Elise
