Ok so it was discussed between mum and I for a while, i really do need my own space. Being an adult and living at home is bad enough but circumstances mean i don’t really have a choice its just not safe or practical to move out and Im not allowed to work at the mo. Anyway so we have this brick building at the bottom of our garden, its not in great condition but its ok. we have been thinking of extending it and using it as my getaway and craft studio. we found out a few weeks ago that it can be done and they got started monday 8th october 2012. It is now complete and the journey has been amazing (i am still waiting for the tap to be installed but minus a tap it is fabulous!)
Photos of progress are on my flickr feed:
Its great and gives me something to really look forward to and will be a place i can get away from things and people.
Tuesday and we had a knock at the door. it was the builders to come and have a look at the white shed to see if the studio could be built.
They had a look and we told them what was needed and WHOOP! yes it can be done.!
and the best bit….. the builders are larry and jamiee.
for a few weeks the blog is slow…
this is because
1) grumpy has ben more than just grumpy…. we’ve had lots of issues which will be gone through in another post when im in a mood to bother talking about him.
2) seizures have not been great but we cope. and i got a new toy which will also be gone through in another post.
3) my building of the studio has started…. pictures will go up in a min,
4) ive gone back to band practice which i totally am loving but is another thing draining my little energy, but itss so worth it.
anyway these are my excuses and apoligies for being away for so long.
Normal service and blogs going through each of the above will be going up soon.
xxxx ttfn x x x x
Over the next few days I got stronger and have found my feet again. Ive still had not gone out and I honestly didnt want to at that moment… I feared of having seizures while out again much more so than while at home… home comforts make such a difference and it’s now i realise that more than ever.
My eye was still black and my veins were still hard… the bruises still there though fading and I felt a little better despite the constant pounding headache and feeling like a weak, wobbly ticking time bomb!
life goes on and mum suggested or asked me if i want to do something. Like what I asked? how do you mean do something? Mum realised i couldn’t go back to nursing for a while and maybe not even want to or will ever be able to at this rate. After all of this was the NHS somewhere I really wanted to work? not sure.
Anyway mum was laying on the bed with me and started talking… I was shocked… I had just been offered all the help i need to set up my own craf business. jewellery making, glass painting (she knew I always wanted to have a go at), painting, blinging, craft. I didnt know what to say or do I was still pretty shocked… mums not the crafty type (I wasn’t until I moved to where I am and Kara kinda introduced me to this world of glitter, glue and wire and beads!)
Anyway the end of this conversation it was decided that I’m going to be helped to set it all up and even have my own space built in the back garden ! i am so so excited… there is a lot to do and sort first but i have already started looking up different projects to start on.
I have a project… I’m finding my feet. I have a reason to get up every morning.
Life is beautiful its the silver lining in the dark clouds.