Where I used to spend much time in the basement sewing before Christmas, now I’ve been spending a considerable amount of time in the kitchen. It has just happened naturally and slowly. Now the girls gather chairs around the island to help throughout the day instead of just at dinner. It has been a nice change from sewing, although the basement has been calling me. Not for sewing but for major reform and order. The basement collects all of the things that I no longer want upstairs in our living space. Our pathetic habit is to open the basement door and drop anything down the steps that belongs downstairs: dress up clothes, dolls, sleeping bags, boxes of plastic baggies for storage, etc., etc. I’m sure right now you are envisioning what the bottom of the steps looks like on most days.
You’re probably right.










