Is it Over
It is Monday afternoon and sooner or later when I put the news on at supper time, I will find out which team won the game yesterday.
Today was a make it or break it for me. Dennis was at his daughter’s up the street and it was me, myself and . . . still me. My project from the studio was going to be on my bedroom porch wall before the day was over.
I knew I couldn’t pound a nail in the paneled wall to save my soul. I did have Command hooks. The Command product that I used to put my quilt on the wall was Velcro meeting Velcro. I got out the Command hook package and all the strips were no longer sticky. What!
Going back to the studio, I took three of the Velcro strips and headed to my bedroom porch. I put two sticky Velcro strips back to back on the Command hook so they could make nice. The third I used to stick to them and then onto the wall. Success.
Back down to the studio. I wanted to use some cording I had to staple to the back of the project for hanging. I tied knots into each end so that the cording couldn’t pull through the staples even if it wanted to. Job done and I headed to my bedroom porch. The cording caught the Command hook on my first try. I stood back and . . . yup, I had the cording on the bottom of the project. Back to the studio.
With project in hand this time the cording did well. Kevin knows his mom. Of course the project was not in the middle of said wall. Hmm. More coffee. As I came back to my bedroom porch, my eye spied numerous small plaques that mom and dad had brought back from Germany. Nobody would notice an empty small nail on the bottom of the remaining ones hanging next to the front door.
Now to get said plaque onto the wall. I knew I had small brass hardware hangers. The super narrow nails go in at an angle for strength of what you hang. With a needle nose plier to grip that nail so I could give it a start into the paneling, it took several tries of gripping that hard with my left hand. Mission was accomplished.
Did I learn a few things with this project? You betcha! I learned that with allowing myself patience over and over . . . I was and can be self-sufficient going forward each and every day. I also allowed myself to except imperfection . . . but by golly it’s real.
This project is done, it brings heaps and heaps of self-satisfaction. On to the next challenge . . . but not with what is left of today.
With that I take my leave. ♥