It has been a funny old week I have felt all at sea and at odds with myself. We have had painters in for the best part of three weeks now and I always find I can't settle when there is work being done on the house. When I say painters in, I actually mean out, as we are having the outside woodwork done. But the weather has meant it is dragging on and I feel like I'm living in a goldfish bowl. And I'm not the only one it has disrupted. The "bloody dog" as Hector has come to be known has turned into a demented hooligan. Stealing things, jumping on the furniture and chewing everything. He has destroyed two cushions and a pair of shoes this week, as well as managing to steal a biro and "draw" on the kitchen floor. We've tried everything to keep him calm but he is driving me to distraction.
Do not be fooled by those sad labrador eyes... he is a demon! He's got a trip to the vet planned for next week and I'm hoping that his little op might calm him down a bit! We can but hope.
I've also started the new term teaching machine embroidery and I'm hoping for a little bit of the following which seems to be missing of late...
Although I'm really struggling to focus on anything much. I completed this little quilted panel in a class this week which may well end up as another cushion for the "bloody dog" to destroy!
I did complete my rag rug (which is another sixty x sixty) which I would really like to put in front of the fireplace. However, given the dog's recent form I'm not sure that is wise so it will live up in the spare bedroom, where he is not allowed to venture. Unless of course we forget to close the stair gate and then he goes just where he likes!
I've also pondered whether I really want to carry on blogging. Much as I do it for myself, as a record of our lives it is nice to get a bit of interaction too. But I've noticed that comments and traffic are dropping off and so I've questioned whether what I'm writing is actually of any interest to anyone other than myself. And I don't really need to write to myself!
But as I've baked along with the Great British Bake Off I find I want to write about the technical challenges completed so far, I've done a lovely little book swap and I want to write about that and I've an idea brewing for another art project that I'd like to tell you all about so I guess I'll be here for another few weeks at least.
But I know what is really turning my world upside down at the moment and that is saying goodbye to this young man. Once more son no. 3, Joe is off on his travels. It's not the first time, nor even the second but this time is different, not only is he travelling solo but he has no definite plans to return. He left on Thursday to go to Canada, from there he'll head to Cuba, then Mexico and through Central America eventually ending up in Costa Rica where he plans to teach English. I know we'll see him next summer for his brother's wedding but it will be a flying visit and he has no firm plans to come home beyond that. It feels very unsettling, although I'm hoping from the various bags and boxes he has stored at our house that he will be coming back one day!
I'm also hoping next week will feel more settled but I'm not overly optimsitic... the painters haven't finished yet!