What I made yesterday
Confession: If one claims to really detest Walmart, then moves about, oh, 1/3 mile away from a “Super Center”, one might find oneself there, oh, daily.
Seriously. In my “normal” life, I go to Walmart maybe 3-4 times yearly, and then only for a specific item or two that can’t be found locally anywhere else. It’s a black hole of plastic and other cheaply-made goods, full of surly employees, and altogether dingy. I still feel like that. But, darn it! It sure is convenient to our our new home.
Speaking of, our new home — for those who didn’t see it on Facebook — is perfect in many regards. It is a larger house (we moved up from 2111 s.f. to 2380 s.f.) on a much larger property (we moved from a lot size of 7,900 s.f. to 0.37 acres — more than double); we are 0.9 miles from our church; we are about 2.5 miles from my mom’s house; there is an RV gate and a concrete pad where my mother-in-law can park her movable home and stay ALL WINTER, if she’d like (I’d surely like it); the new home’s location cuts ten-fifteen minutes off of my hubby’s commute; the house has a pool — which, when the water is finally clear, we will greatly enjoy. (And, by the way, it is significantly less expensive than the home which we just sold. So, in the “posh” factor, we’ve moved down. But in every other regard, we’ve moved up.)
In addition to being 1/3 of a mile from Wally World, we’re about 1/4 mile away from my favorite grocery store, Sprouts. (A fact that is really unconnected to the rest of this post, except to demonstrate how perfect it is. My pastor’s wife was helping to clean the house, before we moved in, and she stopped, midway up a flight of stairs. “You know what I was thinking? The closest grocery store is Sprouts. Is that God, or what? How perfect is that?” Agreed. God shows His love, even in the proximity of beloved grocery stores.)
Structurally and mechanically, for a 38-year-old place, the home is in good condition. The interior needs desperate help, which we are slowly and steadily providing.
One thing that the interior needs is CURTAINS. Draperies. Window coverings. It came with none. That’s right: If you drive by our home in the evening, you can see right into our family room, because absolutely nothing is covering those windows. Not yet, anyway. I’m working on it.
I made curtains for the bedroom shared by my sons, Wesley and Grant. I’m not taking any pictures of those yet because I need to add some rings to the top, which droops far too much. That means taking the curtains back down and sewing 12 more button-holes, and adding rings to them. I’m just not up for that, yet.
But, yesterday, I made these, with which I am inordinately pleased:
I used a kit like this to make the buttons. I would have preferred the buttons to be metal, but Joann Etc only had the nylon kind:
By the way… From where did the really lovely, 54″, thickish, blue, green, and chocolate paisley home dec fabric come???
Don’t tell anyone.