Since I started working in the Studio Barn there has been a big hole in the floor. (really bad Fung Shiu) It was cut out for a water pipe and never repaired. I covered it with plastic and rugs and boxes. I rearranged my furniture around it. Today, Ben fixed it. Bless him, and what a pleasure it is not to have that hole in the floor. When I didn’t see it, I didn’t think about it, but I always knew it was there. Cold, dark and dirty, it belonged under my studio not in it. And now the hole is where it belongs, under a piece of plywood that can be removed if we ever need to get to the pipe. Now I can slide my desk over another foot, where I always wanted it and have more room to spread out. Oh, it’s the little things.
Ben also made new screen doors for the front of the studio.
They fell apart last summer, after 40 years, the bottoms just rotted away. They weren’t a standard size, so Ben found some pressure treated wood (which we hadn’t had a chance to throw in the dumpster yet) in the barn and in a couple of hours made new doors.
It all started when I found a roofing shingle on the ground yesterday morning. (which Ben also fixed) There was not question in my mind that it needed to be repaired. And then I thought of the doors,( which not only looked terrible, but weren’t even functional ) and the hole in the floor. I though of what Patti, who read our Tarot Cards last week, told us about taking care of anything that might be holding us back from selling the Farm. How could I expect anyone to be enchanted by my studio when the front doors are hanging on their hinges and there’s a hole in the floor?
Sometimes it takes moving to get me to do something that is otherwise too easy to put off. It also shows me that I’m still sometimes stuck in the old idea that “I’m not deserving”. I’ll easily fix my studio for someone else, but not so easily for myself. So now it’s done and we all benefit. And hopefully I’ll be more aware the next time I put something off because I feel I don’t deserve it.