I have one word for you. Moving. It itself, and the thought of it has been consuming me for the past several weeks. It is official, my partner and I are moving into my parents’ basement – haven’t you heard? It’s all the rage these days – moving back in with the rents. All the kids are doing it….
With moving – my weekends are filled with projects to make the basement hospitable, build a patio, and till the garden – my partner repaired the tiller, generator, and scooter. We have been painting, staining, grouting, cleaning, and sawing. Obviously no time for creating at the Creation Station…and considering is it partially dismantled.