Yesterday I went out. I Stopped by Magical Stitches, a budding quilt shop south of Macon. She has several new lines of fabric. I really need to get things together here and get my sewing machine set up. There are so many things I need to do. My sewing room had been in the bonus room before the ill fated move to Florida. When the guys were unloading the truck to move us back into our home, I had them put the sewing machine table and Ironing board in the dining room. I hadn't finished packing my sewing room, so now I have my entire sewing room piled in the dining room. The bonus room, or as some people call it the FROG - Finished Room Over Garage, is now without carpet. The plan had just been to put new carpet up there to sell the house. Before we were moving, the plan had ben to put hardwood up there. So I am back to plan A, with one modification. Over the last 6 years, since we moved into this house, Glenn and I had talked about putting a bathroom in up there. So I will talk to a contractor about that before I put the floors down. I am trying to do things the way Glenn and I would have if he were still here with me.
While I was out yesterday, I stopped at an antique mall in Byron GA. I wondered around looking at things, but I didn't see anything I really wanted. There were some of those baby bonnets that are made out of handkerchiefs, with the poem about using it on the babies wedding day. I have a ton of handkerchiefs I bought to use in a quilt. While I was looking at them a lady walked up to lookat them. She was admireing them and we were talking about how easy they would be to make. She said he husband had recently passed away. I told her that mine had also passed away, and I asked her when she had lost her husband. She said September 8th. Two days before I lost my Glenn. She and her husband had been married 52 years. Glenn and I had been married 16 years. We talked about how we were dealing with things. It was nice to talk to a stranger who is really going through the same things I am... in real time. I have been approached by several people who had lost their spouse, but they are all a few years out and every one of them are in new relationships. I don't know why that makes a difference to me, but somehow it does. Maybe it is because my biggest problem is the lonliness I feel, not having my best friend to talk to about everyday things. The thought of being able to be in a new relationship is something my brain can not grasp, so how can these people know what I am feeling? I know it is just where I am right now, and that they grieved their losses, but I guess I can not imagine I will ever be there emotionally. This lady and I talked about things like Thank you notes, she has done hers and I haven't, and getting rid of clothes. Again she has and I haven't. I really need to get on things...
Ok ~ Time to get something done... I think I will clean the kitchen, then head upstairs. I am taking down the popcorn ceiling while I try to get ahold of a contractor friend of Glenns to talk to about putting the bathroom in up there.
