Thursday, March 04, 2010

Time flies when you're busy in the Bunker



During the week I spend so little time in the tree house, my apartment.  It's my favorite place.  Plus, it's set-up for my pursuits; sewing, writing, cooking, relaxing, practicing yoga, listening to music,  entertaining and  reading. You get the picture.
Today, I should be receiving the sewing machine part that I ordered.  My machine has been broken for months and it's frustrating because I want to get my Tuesday craft night back on track.  All are invited.
On Friday night,  I may be brave enough to see The Single Man.  It's the Tom Ford film that is suppose to be visually stunning but  the story may not be the most uplifting.  But for those who know me well, know that I am the sensitive type and can find solace in the emotions of the heart  and human nature.
For Saturday, I signed up for a knitting class and will hopefully spend some time with my friend Bill (Bill is a she.)
Well, off to get the corporate gear on, maybe if you're lucky I will take a snap-shot of my workstation today. It will be totally insane to see!!!

4 comments:

Boodiba said...

You do have a really nice place. Mine exists only in my imagination!!

I am procrastinating now!!! Need to get on the mat but I am delaying til 9am.

dewi67 said...

Mwah! Thanks! it's been a terrible week. It's like a horror show in my heart. The horror, Koko and I were texting but she doesn't have unlimited so we are having drinks on Sat. I had a glass of wine, was going work on my little painting but I'm fried from the Bunker. I'm about to get into bed, and listening to Marlowe fall asleep under his paper.

D-love said...

Your apartment looks amazing! I wish I had a haven as pretty yours.
On the arts and crafts note, I do recall, way back when, you said you would teach me how to sew. I could definitely use some lessons.

Boodiba said...

Can you get Koko commenting now that she's got a pseudonym?

Yes, yes, yes... I know how it is, the trampled heart. Terrible that these things have to happen in life. I know it doesn't make up for that, but you know your friends love you dearly.