Thursday, June 9, 2022: Unpacking Teapots

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Thursday, June 9, 2022

Waxing Moon

Pluto & Saturn Retrograde

Rainy and cool

Yesterday started rainy, then cleared up and was beautiful. I have a garden post over on Gratitude and Growth.

I didn’t get much writing done, which was frustrating. My brain decided it was Friday. So I focused on the client work first, after I’d gotten through all the email that stacked up while we were gone on Tuesday.

I turned around three scripts, in and around unpacking most of what we brought back up on Tuesday, and figuring out where to put it.

The box of Johnson Brothers china came up. I adore Johnson Brothers china, and I have a combination of it from my grandmother and that I’ve picked up in thrift stores and yard sales over the years. I can spot a Johnson Brothers design at 50 paces. Some of it is original, and had to be handwashed. Some of it is reproduction and can go in the dishwasher.

I also brought up my Pyrex and corning ware dishes (that are from the 60’s and 70’s), because we needed more of those dishes.

Two boxes of teapots came up. I unpacked one box and washed it, reminding myself of the story behind each pot. There are three more boxes of teapots which will need to come up in the autumn. They have to be all handwashed. Also in the box was a ceramic decanter and a pair of goblets that I picked up in a thrift shop and just love. I’m not sure yet where to put them, but I love them.

I might post the stories behind each teapot on my Ko-fi page.

I ordered an island cart for the kitchen. I need more counter/storage space. I wasn’t going to spend the money right now, but it was on sale right now, so I did. It will arrive on Monday. Not looking forward to putting it together, but the extra prep space and storage space are much needed. It’s on wheels, so I can stash it in front of the cookbook bookcases when it’s not in use.

I’m designing the way the new seat covers are going to work on the kitchen chairs, because traditional recovering isn’t going to work. Originally, I was going to staple the fabric to the frame, and then re-screw the seats into the chair frames. We’ve had problems with those screws since we got the chairs. Instead, I’m going to make like the quick change theatre wardrobe person I am and put snaps on the covers and the seat bottom, so I can remove these and wash them as needed. Then, I’m going to Velcro down the seats to the frames, allowing more stability and the flexibility to remove the seats as needed.

There is measuring and math involved, but needs must.

Somehow, in all of this, I managed to bruise the index finger of my right hand. I’m not sure if this is fallout from the bruising to that hand when I broke the bowl on Monday, of if I hurt it some more in the storage unit or unpacking. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s badly discolored, and definitely gets worse when I type. I’m keeping an eye on it and treating it with arnica cream. It’s not like I bang hard on the keys when I type. If anything, I have a light touch. (I worked with someone a few years back in the office, and she always pounded on the computer keyboard, and I’d think, “what has that keyboard ever done to you?”).

Anyway, meditation this morning, then work on The Big Project and the monthology story, then over to client work.

“The Collector” radio play has been accepted by the producer in New York, so we are talking contract terms. I’m very excited.

I have to do a library run today (books waiting). I’d planned a quick run to Pittsfield, but I think I’ll wait for better weather, tomorrow or over the weekend.

Ellen Byron’s newest release, THE BAYOU BOOK THIEF, is supposed to arrive today, the first book in her new Vintage Cookbook series. That is my treat for the weekend, along with finishing Helen Whistberry’s THE MELODY OF TREES, which is just wonderful. I also have a book to turn around for review, which I will try to do this afternoon.

This time last year, I was in moving hell, and it was so hot and humid, it was difficult to function. I am grateful  to be where I am now.

Have a good one, my friends.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Cloudy and humid

It was a busy, fun weekend, and it’s going to be a heck of a busy week.

We hit the road by 9 AM on Saturday, and drove up into CT. The first part of the trip was great, but once we had to leave the Merritt and travel up I-95 — nightmare. The entire I-95 was backed up going North all the way through CT for no reason we coudl ascertain. And heaven forbid the news stations gave us any real information. The Boston station is great about accurate traffic information – the NY and CT stations SUCK.

But we finally got to Old Saybrook Recycled Furniture. I walked in a got a chill –there was a trunk identical to the one I wrote about in GOOD NAMES — simple, unfinished wood with some of the original, once-scented floral paper inside. It was even the same manufacturer I named in the novel. I looked at the tag and figured it must be a mistake — there had to be at least one more zero there — but there wasn’t. And I bought it. I also spotted a two-place-setting, 16 pieces of red-and-white Johnson Brothers china and a few stray pieces from the same set — all for just over $20. Since I’m obsessed with Johnson Brothers china, I grabbed it all.

Originally, it looked like it was all one set. Closer inspection, at home, shows that some of the pieces are from the original “Coaching Scenes” set, and some are later replacement pieces. And the two dinner places are from the “Cotswold” set. But they look good together, and I like them all, so I’m happy.

Then, it was off to Niantic and my beloved Book Barn. I had a list this time, and I didn’t want to deviate too much from it. We stopped downtown first, and I picked up three of the books on the list. Then, it was up to the main set of buildings, the houses and outbuildings that comprise the central Book Barn. I found seven more books. Most of them were on my list; a few weren’t. They didn’t have any of the Edith Whartons I wanted, or anything on Carthage, but I still found more than I normally do when I go up there with a list.

The person in line ahead of me complained that the inventory isn’t online and they don’t ship. The lovely staff member explained that they get eight to ten THOUSAND books in per week, and if they were expected to enter them into a database, they’d all quit. I added that it was a good excuse for a day trip, anyway, and you always find treasures you never knew you wanted.

The staff member also mentioned he’s encouraging people to take the Niantic tote bags with them with they travel and take pictures all over the world with them. I promised to take mine to Prague!

We had lunch at our favorite Yankee Clipper restaurant – baked scallops with garlic and mushrooms, mashed potatoes, cole slaw. As always, delicious.

Then we drove south and visited the Tanger Outlet in Westabrook. Now, I’m not one for malls, but they had the only branch of a store we needed, so we bit the bullet. And I have to say, I”m very impressed with the design. Plazas, green space, very wide covered sidewalks — you don’t feel crowded or rushed, and busses kept vomiting people out every few minutes.

We found the store we needed and made our purchases. There was a Wilson Leather Store, and I got the perfect purse for Prague — at 75% off. So now I’ve got the suitcase, the purse, the wallet. And I like my carry-on. So I’m set.

We stopped at the pet store for me to pick up a few things and I fell in love with a boxer puppy. What a doll, and the coat was so shiny and velvety! If he was up for adoption, I’d have grabbed him in a second! He’s going to be big, though — enormous paws! Very loving, though.

Picked up a few other things, and left, impressed with the place. I’d actually go back voluntarily.

Drove down to Orange, to the LL Bean Outlet, which was a disappointment. They had a lot of stuff — just nothing I wanted or needed.

I-95 North was STILL backed up all the way through CT — and going south wasn’t much better. I don’t think I’ve ever been so glad to see the Merritt Parkway in my life!

Home, dinner, rest. The arm is much better. I used the cream at intervals all day, and iced whenever I could. I didn’t take a Benedryl until just before bedtime, and it conked me out.

Yesterday, I didn’t even turn on the computer. I rested the arm. I photographed the trunk and took it to storage, because I wanted to get it somewhere climate-controlled as soon as possible — the humidity would hurt it. It’ll need some TLC when I move. I’m going to do some restoration work on it just so it looks better, not for any value reason.

I tried to work on the 1950’s couch, but it needs a professional. I am way out of my league on it. I started fixing the similar-style chair. That I can do, although I have to do it over the course of three days, to let each repair dry completely before moving on to the next.

Photographed and logged the china, so I can do some research on it.

I’m reading a fantastic book, I’D RATHER BE WRITING by Marcia Golub. She basically gives the same advice I do about writing, revising, creating time to write, etc., only she’s more personable about it!

The cats got me up at 4 and wouldn’t let me go back to sleep. I am not amused. The couch should arrive today.

I finished “Plot Bunnies”, the comic mystery, this morning. I have to type it and then cut about 1500 words to fit the anthology guidelines. I’ll type it and then put it away for a few days while I work on the second story. While I know it needs work, I’m also pretty happy with the overall content and structure.

I have client projects to do this week, work on the article for which I did the interviews last week, and prep for the site job next week. Since I’m staying there, and only coming home every day for about an hour to feed the cats, clean the litter box, and pick up the mail, I have to be very organized.

I also need to bubble wrap some pictures and haul them to storage, once the couch shows up. And pack more so that I can do the furniture swap when I get back from the site job.

Busy time. But it’s all good.

Lara, yes, I’m a total Benedryl lightweight! That’s what happens when you take the occasional Advil, but nothing else! Abby, great idea — I’ve been thinking of joining SCBWI. I didn’t realize they had insurance. I might also be able to get it through the National Writers’ Union. Brandy, the bite is FINALLY better. And the meditation practice even helps me not scratch it to pieces. The minute I sit down to meditate, I get itchy. If I just keep sitting, it subsides. Applying the same thing whenever the bite acts up helps me not make it worse.

Devon