It’s amazing how sometimes it’s not enough, but most of the time, a telly call over the distance between here and there is just enough to mend up those tattered strings that build my heart, erase those insecurities I let take root, eliminate those fears I carefully tend in my mind and soul…
RW has been extended, up in Alaska. He was going to try to come home this week. Home to Idaho. Home to The Gables.
The only thing that benefits from this extension is our bank account.
That’s an obtuse statement to make, but I’m feeling blunt as a soup spoon, I know you’ll forgive me!
A rough day.
An infuriating day (for so many reasons).
A tough week.
A long week.
My eyes are tired.
Tonight I’m going to treat myself to a hot bath and a glass of wine when I’m finished with all of these small solders in the studio.
Tomorrow I will treat myself to coffee before I update the Etsy shop and then in the afternoon, I will pick up one of my very best friends from a local airport and we’ll minister to the heart and soul of each another for an entire week.
Happy Friday to you all.
Thank God for best friends.
Thank God for you.
We made it.
Everything is going to be ok.
xx
PLUME