AIR CONDITIONED and COMFORTABLE

First

My unnecessary anxiety over clearing a path from the poorly angled entrance door, through a very cluttered hall, and several rooms to the front window where it was going to replace the dead one.

It doesn't show but the 3 shelf item on the right was loaded with all sorts of stuff and my Stone Buddha on the top flanked by two vases of dusty old dry floral and leaf arrangements...the hallway out of the frame also had a lineup of shoes, a rolling cart and spare beach chair, plus another small table with more floral arrangements and lots of catch pots with a collection of 'don't-know-whats'. An hour or so of careful sorting, some tossing and finally clear save for the basket which moved into the bathroom and the rest of the rooms got done as well in just another few hours, including the escape break from my last post.

 

Right on time Friday afternoon and totally efficient, two wonderful fellows from Warshaw Hardware, one of the very few REAL hardware stores in Manhattan and friends for over forty years, arrived, removed the old machine, installed and tested the new one and it's just great!

Thank you Matt and Andre.
And Thanks to my friend and neighbor Ron Sherbet, who did me the favor of calling me to be sure I was awake and came over to spend time with me during the installation.

Warshaw Hardware
https://www.facebook.com/warshawhardware/

My Previous post
http://mscomfortzone.blogspot.com/2018/06/nightime-escape.html

RETURN TO CLOTH COMFORTS

Tell-Tale Stain on a favorite table cloth after several attempts at removal--remnant of x-trusted neighbors gross misuse of the apartment, and a thorn in my side.

Felt really good ripping it all apart.

I played around with 'weave' for a while. 

It's just TOO red and white!
Stowed it away, and pulled out some other cloth bits.

Reviewed these past dye results.

Black oak on tea stained cotton sheeting.

On to the long neglected dye pot.
Tea bags and old gunk...

All the dye on hand, some beet juice, berry juice with mold, weak oak leftovers, and a bit of cumin.  I plan to mix it all together, brew and strain.

Then, bundle the red and white cloths,
and let them stew.

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Meanwhile, on the heels of another sleepless night...

...I've finally figured out the issues I've been worrying.
So, okay.  No wonder I'm sleeping through days avoiding depression, tossing and turning through nights.  Returning to cloth work was medicinal, and I had a good weep over the touching moments in tonights broadcast of "Last Tango in Halifax". I feel better.
Ha!
 ~*~

I wonder if it's too late to learn guitar,
become a busker in City parks week ends?

http://youtu.be/gjIlReZPPNw
Dixie Michelle makes her own guitars too!
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No matter what the content of  the moment, this too will pass.