We still don't freakin' know. It's gotten a bit hairy too. We actually decided that we were tired of people not returning our phone calls. We showed up in the bank office. Our loan is hung up on a technicality. My Dad is the cosigner and does not live in the bank's 'footprint'. That's the technicality. He lives in a state where there are none of this particular branch. So, someone else has to get the permission to waive this and we will be all set.
However the coffee cart and the truck that we were going to buy are possibly not available. (We were getting a used truck with the business so that we could work expos and small events, especially in the fall when the weather turns cooler)
The process has been trying on the relationship between my father and I because after the fact there are some stipulations and some misinterpretations.
I could wax spiritual about it. But I figure I will spare you guys the long cosmic explanation and offer the summary.
Everything has a reason. We felt this was the right thing to do. We are still going ahead. We believe this experience has taken it's own path and that we are at the limit of the amount of work that we can do on it pending a decision. So we wait.
And that decision has been a joy. It's hard for us to imagine how things were prior to when we took this path, but it's a refreshing 3 day weekend to get back into our old routines and some quality time for us.
I finally faced my garden today. My potted plants haven't been doing so hot. Mostly because I've forgotten to water them here and there, but also because the soil that I mixed doesn't seem to be the right mix.
Plus, I think that the critters may be the reason that so few of my seeds have come up.
Michael bought me a flat of flowers last night I chose petunias for their resilience. So, I took the surviving plants out of the pots and put them in the ground, then I started on putting the new plants, but I am finding that the root system is too soft. I am probably going to resort to cutting the planters to get them in the ground.
I was hoping to save the planters so that I could try and grow some from seed in a more controlled environment. I was really hoping for something pretty for people to see this fall.
I've stolen a few moments here and there to go to the basement and work on my pottery. I've been practicing the wheel again. It's a bit frustrating because I can see where my skill has faded. I used to be able to make a coffee cup in a minute, (I actually used to get paid to make coffee cups and bowls on the potters wheel) Now, I struggle with centering. I can almost get it, but it's just a hair off, and the perfectionist in me absolutely screams.
But I've been enjoying the smell of the white stoneware and the feel of the mud and the whirring sound of the wheel. I've made a few pieces that I might keep. We'll see.
I think I'm gonna take a nap.
Posted by hawkie at May 26, 2007 11:09 AM