Busy week

I spoke with one of my friends this past week.  I am still trying to recoup from my sciatica and finally, it is better until the next time.  We spoke about these things at our age now which impact our daily lives and we are realizing that it is just a fact of life.  We spoke of quilting and of some of the things I have done and I mentioned that my daughter, who is learning to do a few more things, has a stained glass project in mind.  Most everyone who follows my blog, knows that I have done some of this in the past, but I don't think I had any of it on display in the past 8 years except for one window in my sewing room.  This is a lamp that I made several years ago and wasn't able to hang it in my last home.  I had lots of specialty tools, saws for glass etc. which I donated to younger artists as I moved from one location to another, but I did keep some basics and hope that my artist daughter will continue to do this craft.  This hangs in my sewing room now above a machine.  Friday, we will do what she wants to do for a lamp.

I titled this blog "busy week" for a specific reason.  We are still adapting this home to our needs.  These windows below are on the west side of the "pool" room and although we have large of trees for shade and privacy isn't a problem, the sun can shine on the felt on the table and the carpet, not to mention the heat generated in the warmer months.  (31 degrees this am and snow)  We also have a glass door out to our deck in back.  Now we have these cordless, cellular shades on all four windows. The Mr. spent part of 2 days installing them and one day involved getting a new doorbell and installing that.  Another 2 days was spent trying to "fix" the new dishwasher.  Really it cleaned great, but the door was not shutting well enough and it finally just would not connect in order to run it.  What an adventure that was.  The front of the door came off (lots of screws), the electrical stuff (not sure what the technical term is) got disconnected and tested.  Then the door wouldn't go back on properly until the Mr. remodeled it(shhhhh), after finally getting it back together and no luck, we decided it would need to be replaced.  He spent the better part of two days on the floor trying to determine what was wrong. It became frustrating as he is really good at fixing just about anything.  Finally as he looked at the top of the dishwasher, trying to decide what to do, he discovered that the little u-shaped arm wan't connecting with the switch on the door and with a 15 second bit of pressure, the arm was adjusted down a small amount and "voila" the dishwasher took off!

These are the kinds of adventures that have kept us laughing and crying.  But the list of things we have wanted to get done is not getting any shorter, so we will keep on and are thankful that we are able still to do most ourselves, but as my friend last week and I realized....we are not getting any younger.