And I suddenly realized the cleaning family comes tomorrow, so I have to organize a bit today. I don't want to waste their time tidying before they can clean. They really keep me going, so I take care of them. Including a Christmas boost in their check.
We have this weird little thing going. They've been working here for about fifteen years, and have never raised my rates. So I raise what I pay them every January, fair's fair.
And I paid them for six months of lockdown when they couldn't attend, to help them stay in business. I mentioned it to other clients, to encourage them to do likewise.
Anyway they come tomorrow so I will be out of the house most of the morning. Related, more or less to the tidying, is the decision also to tidy the knit jacket by binding the edges and getting it DONE, finally. Then by tidily wearing it tomorrow. This does work, oddly.
It also reduces the TBD area of my life
They're all handmade, some by me, some by friends, some folky little wooden bobbin ones from craft bazaars. There's wood, cloth, porcelain, fiber.
One's an antique porcelain, original boots, with an amateurish repair on a leg, for whom I knitted clothes. One's a modern porcelain I made from a kit and dressed about fifty years ago. Her red silk dress has deteriorated and needs to be replaced. The peasant lady has her own hand basket. They range in size from a couple of inches to maybe 6".
Here's a gangshot
They can be Freecycled if I don't hear interest from blogistas, but I thought you'd like first chance.
So that's where we are on a wet Monday.
With a bit of good news from my home state
Happy day everyone, stay dry, hang in there.
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