Well, hellooooo everyone! It has been forever since I posted anything, but I will just dive right in even though the water feels a bit nippy right now.
[Warning- personal stuff ahead. Feel free to skip ahead to the pretty pictures. Believe me, I will understand!!]
The title of my post - a year of rebuilding. 2012 was the opposite of a year of rebuilding. 2012 was a year of breaking down what no longer worked and figuring out who I am. You'd think I'd know that already at 40 (now almost 41) but somehow I needed to revisit everything to decide "what was in and what was out" (channeling Heidi Klum.) The decisions kept evolving and they are still evolving now, as I believe they always should. I think my biggest mistake is that I forgot that I always SHOULD be thinking about what works and what doesn't and stop situations from getting out of control that no longer work.
Anyway, that is where I've been in 2012. I moved to the city from the suburbs (and moved again to another larger apartment in the same building in the same year), lost the second of my two 18-year old cats, my parents moved to another state to officially retire, I got divorced, got back into the dating world, met a great guy, and had back surgery. All in one year. Now for 2013, I have to build on what I have and make up for lost time (and money, etc. etc.)
My biggest decision right now is whether to live in my suburban house again (redoing it from the ground up - not structurally, but practically everything else, so it feels like an entirely new place) or rent it out. There are pluses and minuses on both sides. I have a leaning toward living in it right now (maybe it's driven by too much perusal of the Restoration Hardware catalog) but I have to assess whether I can make the house feel different enough that it is "me", and "me" as I am now, not the "me" that was lonely and isolated. I think redoing it and making it truly my own might be therapeutic, but the old feelings are strong.
Financially, moving back is the best decision I could make, as being a landlord isn't the easiest thing, involves some risks (both of not renting the place and having to pay the mortgage anyway while not living in it, and of people ruining the place) and also because it is much less expensive on a monthly basis to live there than it is for me to live in my new penthouse apartment and I would have more money for starting to travel again and just doing things in general. The rental market here is much stronger than the sale market, so selling the house is not a great option.
So anyway, life is overall better than it's been in a long time because I am living an authentic life of my own choosing, but it's still a work in process and the price of my freedom was a bit higher than I would have hoped. It's worth it though! (Two words I need to remember. Prenuptial agreement. When you're younger and not so weathered by the world, this sounds overly harsh and unoptimistic. When you've been through a battle royal from hell over the course of an entire year, you understand the rationale. And that's all I'm going to say about that. I'm rebuilding.)
So how about a finished project? It's just on the dress form, and just another Kwik Sew 3489 wrap dress, but it's documentation of actual sewing taking place. I sewed three dresses in the last few days, after a long sewing hiatus, and have been knitting a few projects as well.
Just for fun, here's a few pics of my newest place, which I may be moving from soon.
It is very nice, as you can see. It would be fun to stay for the summer and enjoy the large outdoor space. But living here means I have to become a landlord, and spend a bigger percentage of my $ on housing. Is it worth it? I'm still figuring it out.