I'm once again remodeling and remaking a space for my studio, not to mention trying to find out who I am in this new town with new people, places and experiences. I can't say it's been easy so far. I'm sick to death of moving! Don't care if I never do it again! Wait a second, didn't I say that last time too? How quickly I forget.Nevertheless, I am now a resident of Roswell, New Mexico, a small city of about 50 thousand with real stores, not much traffic, fabulous art museums and activities and little green men hanging around on Main Street (only four blocks from my house and studio-to-be)!
My husband, Carl, thinks if we can do a job, why hire someone. Since he's working full-time, guess who was assigned to insulate this week. Actually, I'm proud of the job I've done. But I really don't plan to install the dry wall, thank you!
