In my last post, I referred to the family coming to Chiconia for Christmas.
This is going to be a serious occasion for me, since I am a comparatively new member of the clan, it’s the first time at my place, and my domestic skills will be under scrutiny. I looked around. I made a List, covering what needs to be fixed. Those who know me will groan at the mention of the L word. It implies that I will be taking, and probably demanding, Action.
Now, I’ve mentioned the table. I’ll be tackling that on Friday if I’m lucky. But for everyone to sit at that table requires more than the usual complement of chairs. We have eight dining chairs, two different matching sets. We also have four outdoor chairs. That brings us up to almost enough. Or it would, if the chairs were in good shape. They weren’t. After some attention with a drill, screwdriver and wood glue, they no longer lurch and wobble. And further attention with fabric, staple gun and the same screwdriver means they look respectable, clean and in tune with the rest of the colour scheme in that part of the house.
And because I’m an anal retentive, I’ve also bought more fabric (for tablecloth and napkins) which goes with the chairs. Not for the big table, no, that would be sensible, but for our everyday dining table which seats two who like to use their elbows, or 4 normal people. So now I have had to cut out and hem napkins, and will bind the edge of the tablecloth to match. Why do I do these things to myself?
Also today I made a batch of cookies, a batch of chocolate fudge brownies for my brother-in-law’s birthday, I weeded the desert garden and nearly died of heat. It’s been very, very hot, and very, very humid, and we couldn’t have the house closed up and the aircon on because a workman was here building a new step for the front door, and putting up a canopy over it, so that when the rains come, we can at least stand under cover while we open the door. And the workman needed the door open because he had to insert the step under the edge of the door frame. So it was a sticky old day here in Chiconia. Tonight while I watch TV I’ll be making more progress with the Car Quilt; last night I got a bit more done. I look at the piece and admire it, and then my heart sinks a little because there’s still so much to do. The only way to change that, of course, is to just get on and do more! Anyway, I’m showing you the whole range of colour and pattern I’m using, because the 1″ hexagons don’t really give you an idea.
While I remember it, there’s a new flower in the desert garden. How handsome is this?
Back to work tomorrow, so I won’t be able to work on anything very interesting till I get home. So much to do, so few hours in the day!