Tuesday, October 31, 2017

more of the same


Y'all are probably tired of all the posts about rebuilding but, unfortunately, that's what's happening here.

Now that I have three of the four torn out room spaces over at the shop cleaned up I spent Sunday afternoon moving stuff out of the big bay and into the two farthest rooms. We are not only storing all our stuff from the two rooms that flooded in the house in the shop, but still much of our friend Gene's stuff from his old studio even though he has come and fetched some of his smaller equipment and our grandson's bedroom furniture while he tries to find a permanent home. Then I rearranged the glass and equipment in the shop and set up a new cold working station for me (I was set up in the garage before) and did the basic grinding on the 6 small feathers.

Monday morning, time for my weekly visit to FEMA. Today though I had good news! They finally accepted my identity last Friday and sent the order for disbursement of funds. I left there and went straight to the bank but no cigar. Not yet. Should only take a day or two more or I will know the reason why.

With the ongoing construction in the house and moving my stuff back over to the shop and my visit to FEMA and yoga at 5:30, I won't get started filling the next mold today (Monday) (which is not a feather piece but a moon piece, sort of a precursor) as I'll need several uninterrupted hours which I won't get til tomorrow. But first I must visit with my friend Caroline who I depended on heavily during the first month or so of this whole ordeal. Well, her and my sister.

I say I will get the uninterrupted hours tomorrow (today) but Rocky is planning on starting the paneling tomorrow (today) and I have to choose a door. Just pick the door and bite the bullet which means I will probably have to drive to Rosenberg today so I won't be making much progress on my stuff for the open house. I guess it's starting to wear on me because I have more to do to get ready for that like make a new sign, cover my display board with new fabric (which luckily I have...I think), repaint the shelves, and find a new little cabinet with a couple of drawers (all casualties of the flood). And I had an anxiety dream this morning about it all.

I dreamed that me and another person were setting up for a big art show and as we were setting up a lady came up and said she was just in love with that blue piece and wanted it and her male companion put the money on the table so I looked for the tubs with the stuff in it and realized I had forgot them so I told the guy I could go and be back in 15 minutes. OK, I'll wait he says. Then I couldn't remember where I parked the car and couldn't find it and then when I got to the house (?) I couldn't get in and had to climb a tree to get over the fence to get into the shop and there was traffic and I finally got back and stuff was spread out and I was looking for the blue penis piece (my description in the dream, it's one of the botanicas) because I didn't want to sell that one and it was still there and I woke up.

the current state of things




12 comments:

  1. Sounds like we're having twin dreams.
    Woman, you are working your ass off and I am so impressed. Really glad that FEMA decided that you are you.

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  2. I take the dream as a sign that you're coming to Austin to do A Fair of the Art the first weekend in December! Well, I wish I took it that way. I'd bribe you with a Hawaiian shirt in red and black...

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    1. I'd consider it if I wasn't in the midst of re-doing my house and shop. but I already have a standing commitment that weekend, this year the first two weekends.

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  3. I used to have dreams where I couldn't satisfy clients with my artwork but I haven't had this dream in a few years.

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  4. That is definitely an anxiety dream, isn't it? You're getting so much accomplished! And thank goodness FEMA appears to be on the verge of coming through.

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  5. Well, nightmares can release stress...so let us hope that is what is happening. I wonder how the less educated or those who do not have a strong command of the English language or those who are not strong in personality navigate FEMA??

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    1. amazingly, most everyone I encountered were bend over backwards helpful. They has spanish speakers on hand (maybe other languages but I didn't hear any) and signs that offered help with seeing, hearing, understanding, even sign language. they had people on site to help you know how to go about cleaning your home and re-building, they had representatives of a pro-bono law firm on site to help people with their claims. they kept telling me to have faith, it would happen, just takes time, and they are swamped and they were right. many of my neighbors got immediate help but there was no controversy about their application like there was with mine. in the end a self-made affliction in that I gave them that name instead of the one I use.

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  6. For a prank set shoes sticking out from under the tarp over the doorway. Sounds like things are swinging into place, that's nice to hear

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  7. It's coming, it's coming. Glad the FEMA is resolved, and even more pleased you sold the blue penis. If only you can find it now.

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  8. It's so good that things are starting to move for you. In a weird way, the fact that you're having some anxiety about the open house and etc is a good sign. It's like a sign you've moved beyond the point where the only thing you could focus on was the water and mud and getting the basic necessities in hand. Here's to an increased bank balance, real soon.

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    1. I suppose you're right. I guess I wouldn't feel pressed about the open house if I still had a monumental task ahead of me. it will be nice to have this one room finished but still have the small bathroom and back bedroom to tackle next.

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  9. Yay for FEMA! And your description of how helpful they were made me a little teary - don't know why.

    I had a stress dream last night. I dreamed that I had cut my bangs (as I am planning to do because god help me I cannot grow EVERYTHING out at the same time or I will lose my mind), but in my dream I hated my bangs. I think your stress dream was a wee bit more meaningful than mine. Ha!

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