Did I mention that my studio is in my home? Yes, in fact, it’s on the other side of this wall. As the workerdudes hammered and stapled this lovely Tyvek around the house, my spools of thread hurled themselves from their shelves to have a party on the studio floor. What does a spool of thread look like when it’s dancing? I don’t know; they all rolled under the furniture and hid!
It’s been three or four weeks of construction at the homestead. Windows, roofing, siding, floor refinishing, and now, painting. It’s a painful process that involves lots and lots of hammers. Who knew that even the painters would show up with hammers?! When it’s all done, the house will be lovely, water- and air-tight, and more energy efficient. But is this enough to make me happy? Apparently, no. But I’m a firm believer in making lemonade out of a less-than-ideal situation. Did I mention the hammers? Hmm, what wonderful, positive thing could come out of this never-ending noise fest?
Uh, huh. Tyvek. After a little dumpster diving for scraps and trying to make the workerdudes understand that I actually want the leftovers, I have a huge bag of Tyvek scraps! If you are in one of my art quilt classes, get ready! (I feel like Oprah: “Tyyyyyy’-veh-ekkkkkk!”) You’ll each get a little miracle fabric when I see you in our next class. For the rest of you, is there any construction in your future?