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We've had our first freeze and have said goodbuy to our garden until next year. This summer was very sweet because each time we'd pick a tomato James would exclaim, "Oh! The FIRST Tomato!!" Not accurate exactly, but the enthusiasm was wonderful.
James
Leland
One 10 x 10 craft booth, one mom of small children, one sewing machine...lots and lots of fabric and luckily one babysitter. But I've only got her one morning per week! I am doing a craft fair in November and I really have nearly nothing ready for it. The good thing is having to sew enough for the booth will allow me to stock an Etsy site, which I've been wanting to do for a long time. The trick is fitting in time to sew. I wind up with time at night, but eventually my brain just starts shutting down. During the day James always wants to press the pedal for me- an adventure in sewing when the three year old is controlling the speed. I'll post more photos as I sew thing up. I'm really glad to have this little push to sew sew sew- and I better go do more of just that!
With Fall here I feel a pull to turn inward a bit and prepare for Winter. We're in total purge mode- selling and giving away things like mad. My house isn't horrible, but it needs better base organization and we still have too much STUFF. I'm ready to be living in a home that supports my life, rather than hinders it.
I'm thinking that I'd like to have a goal to be done cleaning out by Halloween, working through my whole house room by room. I've started with the kitchen and am working through it (clockwise so I know where to go next) cleaning out and also keeping a list of what storage items I might need so I can be keeping an eye out for the right container for the job.
This is how James sees me in the kitchen. Hmmm.
What fun! Yesterday I received my box of play food goodies from a swap on Sewing Mamas-
Those talented Mamas sent me: a basket of strawberries, a sack lunch with a sandwich, cookie and even a banana that come out of the peel, a bag of pasta and a cannoli, a pita, and bacon and eggs. Breakfast, lunch, dinner- even dessert and snacks! 
Here's a picture of the Pizzas I sent out (yeah, I took it with my cell phone shortly before dropping them in the mail.)
I'm (ahem, finally) getting things labeled in my sewing room.
I've just got to get more organized in here so I can use the little snippets of time I get between fixing snacks, changing diapers, and running cat/chicken/dog/boy interference.
And (lest you be fooled by my closely cropped little tags)- to be conquered this evening:
When confronted with an availability of time I often feel lost, unsure of everything except the fact that I will make a mistake. This feeling is paralyzing, and often, instead of sitting with the discomfort, I fill the time with things that are unimportant to me, things that make me busy again. Things I can use as excuses- oh, I would make something, but I've got XYZ going on. These things keep me from creating the life I'd like because they suck away that empty time. Some of these things LOOK valid from the outside, like volunteering or babysitting, but they don't truly reflect who I am, or who I'd like to become. They are not bad things to do, but are bad when done just to keep me from facing myself.
The thing is, it's really scary to take your life into your own hands and give a try at doing what you really want to do. What if I try and fail? What if I go out and do the things I think I'll like and it turns out I don't like them? What then? Dreams are so much safer up on a shelf in shiny packaging where they can't get dragged through the dirt and muck of everyday life. It's so much easier to fill that time and bemoan my cluttered house and lack of creative life than it is to jump in and risk ruining the shiny dream on the shelf.
