Take a Trip

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For the past few days, I've been sleeping a lot better than I have in a while. Part if it is due to not having to get up earlier for overtime (though I'm quite looking forward to that paycheck!). Miss Luna has been calmer, for the past two nights at least. She lays out on the bed sometimes. She never did that at my parent's house, and I really love it.

Even so, I'm exhausted. I think I lost a lot of sleep by not going to bed when I should and waking up early so, even though I'm sleeping better, it's going to take some time to catch up.

My grandmother's birthday is next week. My aunt is flying in from Utah tomorrow and she's going to stay with my parents for this visit (who have a shiny new security system, did I talk about that? I hope they let me in). I'm heading home tonight so we can load up the kayaks and be ready for a really early start tomorrow. Some of the people I work with at the Renaissance Festival are having their annual pool party tomorrow as well. And, Sunday is my grandmother's "party," which will involve dinner with the fam before I head home-home.

Since moving out, I've learned there are two homes. There's the home that I go to every night: where you hang your hat. And there's the home that once was where I hung my hat (yes, I have more than one hat; no, none of them are hanging; and yes, most of them are still at the old home): where the heart is. So, there's home (where the heart is) and home-home (where the hat hangs). Get it? This is what happens when I'm tired.

I was feeling bad that I wouldn't have anything for my grandmother for her birthday. I left a lot of my crafting items at home, but I did bring a fair compliment with me: the wood burner, Dremel tool, acrylic paint, some yarn, some fabric (not much thread, though), drawing tools (pencils, pens, charcoal, pastels, etc). I still need my clay, my soap molds, some more fabric, and the rest of the yarn. On Wednesday, I realized I had something after all.

I had bought a wooden cross with intention to burn or paint it for my grandmother and Aunt Betty for Christmas a couple years ago. Inspiration just wasn't coming then, so I made something else (a glass jar with paint that makes it look like stained glass like the door design I did for my mother - very cool and I think I still owe you a picture). Somehow, that cross managed to come with me with my other blank wood pieces. YESSSSS! I broke out the acrylic, put thoughts of flowers in my head and viola! I'm very happy with how it came out, and I'm very pleased that I have something for her.

I know she doesn't need anything, and I know she'll be happy just to have her family with her, but I also really enjoy making things for the people I love. I put thought into them: purpose, intention, attention, and time. I think those are precious things, both to give to others, and to be given myself.