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Sorting Stuff

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In 10 days time I am going to a local Jumble Sale where I will be having a table. I’ve finally finished the massive overseas hand-felted sheep order yesterday and am now concentrating my efforts on going through the house and sorting unwanted stuff out ready to sell.

Pepper’s got her Hi-Vis tankini on because she buggered off at breakfast.

No stone is unturned in this house and I am trying to be ruthless.

In the sitting room, there is a lovely big box which is quickly filling up.

But I think it might be wise to go through the box for a final time before the Sale.

There might be one or two things I decide not to part with.

Apparently the Japanese method of decluttering is to “focus on intentional living, mindfulness, and creating harmony by letting go of things that no longer serve your present life”.

Luckily for Monster, he still “serves my present life”.  Now I have to tell myself not to come home with more than I take to sell!

Cat v. Dog

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I gave myself the afternoon off from fulfilling my huge overseas order of hand-felted sheep to play flute duets with my friend, Mandy.  We haven’t played in a while so it was good to play.  Something different.  I needed this.

As ever, Pepper came too. She is my shadow, after all.

While I was setting up, I happened to look out of the window to see Monster approaching (I love the way he actually uses the path as if it was made specifically for him).

Mandy and I continued with the setting up, while we were “serenaded” or shouted at, depending on your perspective.

Luckily, Monster was easily distracted and spent some time looking out of the windows.

The perfect bird hide for one very large white cat who is not exactly invisible, except for perhaps when it snows.

And then Monster left, and we had a lovely afternoon playing (but mostly chatting and drinking tea) our flutes sometimes almost in tune and we thought we were quite good, at times.

Afterwards Pepper and I went into the house where war ensued.  Notice who expends the most energy in this endeavour and also notice who was expelled from the room.

And yes, Monster got Pepper on her way back in (and he was not sorry either!)

Pepper never learns who is boss. I don’t know why she tries, really.

Happy Halloween

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White cat staring at large knife

A Perfect Day

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It’s been a glorious day.  Total calm and the sun has shone.

I am trying to be organised because I leave for London tomorrow.  If I see something I should take, I grab it as I go past and quickly put it by my bags before I forget again.  Carpe diem because in the next second I will have forgotten.

Pepper has assured me she will behave and not go visiting or looking for me.  I believe her not.

And because it was so nice, Floss and I fed the ponies a little early giving them all their hay in a big heap to munch through.

Please can everyone pray for no dramas during my absence as Floss is (very capably) holding the fort.

So I shall pack my bags with vaguely clean clothes but not ironed because I can’t find the ironing board and fly off south.  I’m not sure if I will write the blog or not. I’ll see how I go.  This is my holiday, after all.  A break from everything.

Back soon!

Scunnered

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At the moment, my whole day is spent in my shed with Pepper making hand-felted Shetland wool sheep to sell.

All my current stock has been bought and I am meeting myself coming back while trying to keep up with demand.  It is Wool Week so extra pressure too, but in a good ££ way.  I have to keep my little field at Jamieson’s Knitwear full.

This will be my life for the next week and then I go to London on Thursday 8th October for a whole week of rest, seeing family as well as possibly a lot of shopping and a trip to the Bayeaux Tapestry.  I am very exited – I need this break very much.

All the animals will be left in Floss’ capable hands – she arrives Saturday- and she has lots of local back-up if needed too.

I may even give myself a break from the blog as I am feeling fairly scunnered with everything. (scunnered is a great word – it means fed up).

For now, however, I am just putting my head down and trying to make three felted sheep a day while the demand is there. I won’t lie, I am finding it exhausting and I barely see daylight except through the window.

Roll on the holidays. They can’t come soon enough.