I couldn't bear another shingle or brick. Sorry Claudia, I am not going to be a bad influence anymore. If you start your Fairfield, it will be of your own volition....Maybe if you do start, I will got back to mine, but for now, it is back in the workroom.
I did leave it down on my grandma's stool, where it is to be seen every time I walk in the door. Of course, I can always turn my head as I walk. It is so nice to have a clean floor now. I won't even trip when I turn my head...
It didn't take me but a minute to carry it into the workroom. Very lightweight and portable. That's one nice thing about 1/2" scale.
But then, so is the Milliner's cottage...By the time I had walked back into the bedroom, Tessie had whisked that one into the space on top of the jewelry/needlework chest.
As I strolled through the house, looking for a replacement, I noted that the milliner's cottage was missing....Of course it was.
When I arrived, Tessie was in the sewing room with a pile of fabric. As I neared, I started getting very nervous. I realized that was all of the unfinished aprons that I had hidden there a few months ago. She didn't know about them and I had forgotten putting them there.
Guess what I am going to be making for her now? She counted four aprons in various levels of completion. Luckily, two of them only need fasteners on the waist.
Meanwhile, she and Zar have settled into the main floor. She zapped the kitchen table and chairs from the townhouse over there to sit on.
She has figured out that this is an advantageous point for directing my work... She announced, "You will now address me as Madame Project Director!" Yeah....Right....
I figure that, what with the large pitcher of bug beer and all of that food, both of them and Spike too, will be ready for a long nap in no time.
Then I can go to work on something that I want to do.....Not aprons....Not today....
See you tomorrow.