If there’s one word that sums up how I’m feeling right about now, it’s “phew.” The past couple of weeks have been full of so much moving, settling, excitement, and many fun nights out (meaning late or non-existent mornings the following day). I went about ten days without even touching my sewing machine, and barely managed to eek out an applique apple a day on this little quilt.
But obviously, I did manage to finish it in the end. I woke up yesterday in a back-to-work frame of mind, and I’ve been sewing and typing away with the hopes of feeling somewhat more on top of things. That’s not to say that the past couple of weeks haven’t been more than a little fantastic. I’m beyond elated to finally be in my new home in the Back Bay. I love Boston. Deeply. And living in the heart of this city, in a lovely new condo with huge windows overlooking Newbury St., high ceilings, a kitchen that’s larger than I know what to do with… I pretty much feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
On top of that, it’s Fall! And something about this time of year just fills me with content. The weather is cool, the sunlight is calming, and it’s a season full of my favorites smells, sensations… and apparently quilt motifs.
We’re still getting settled in our new place (no actual sewing tables yet which makes things about a tricky), but I feel immensely at home and in season. At least as far as I know, we’ve had the last of our big transitions and turnovers for a while. We’ve landed in our new life. So far, pretty darn good.
I still have to relocate my efficient at-home working rhythm, but no panic there. So many of life’s best moments have been happening amidst all this chaos– time with family and friends that I hadn’t planned on but will never forget. Clearly, there’s something to be said for shaking things up a bit.