Needless to say, it's been a process and almost impossible to believe that we've been in the house for just about a month – a REALLY busy month.

One of the first things we had to do after moving in was have a beautiful old, enormous oak tree taken down.  We had called in an arborist for an estimate on cleaning up some deadwood and found out we had a much bigger problem – the base was rotting and if that tree came down ……… very scary proposition.  Behold the sad process:

The oak tree 1 
The oak tree 3
The oak tree 5
The oak tree 6
The oak tree 7
The oak tree 8

John, the tree guy, estimated the main part of the trunk weighed in at around 13,000 pounds.  I have to say, it is a relief that this enormous tree with a "high potential for failure"  is no longer right next to our new home.  Sad, but a relief.

The good things have been outweighing the bad.  There have been lots of challenges.  We ditched lots of stuff before leaving, meaning lots of stuff needs to be replaced.  Turns out we've never really "shopped" like this.  We've always cruised Goodwill and Habitat for Humanity, etc. when furniture shopping.  We made a decision – no more cheesy furniture.  Also turns out we are almost completely out of sync with the tastes of  mainstream America.  I guess this isn't really a surprise, just leads to a lot of driving around and fruitless searching.  Perseverance has paid off and we've managed to find a few pieces we really like.  We've got a whole set of matching bedroom furniture (oops – forgot to take pix) which is a first for us.  And, as of yesterday, we've got something that resembles a living room.
Living roomI'm having no trouble finding rugs – I got this one within a couple of days of landing in Asheville – it's handmade by Iranian nomads (or so the tag said) and called Shiraz.  We got our loveseat yesterday and the TV/stereo was a housewarming/birthday present. 

Zoe's very happy we now have a sofa.
Zoe settling in
Now that she's an inside kitty she likes to hang out in front of the windows.

Classic zoe
One of our biggest challenges was getting my worktable upstairs.  On moving day, we spent about an hour just about killing ourselves trying to finagle it up the stairs to no avail.  Dave's dad came up with the solution.  Saw the bloody thing in half.
Worktable in half
Then lug the two pieces upstairs and bolt back together with steel plates and a crosswise hinge that we used for added bracing.  My beloved table was rescued from the old Whittier, NC Elementary school (complete with scribbles and chewing gum) about 15 years ago and has been all over the country.  At 8' x 3', no easy task.
Worktable almost back together
And then just like magic ……
Worktable voila
Then the work begins again – shifting, moving, stacking, unpacking, arranging and rearranging.
Studio in transition 1Studio in transition 2 
I think I'm ready to start back to work.Studio 1

Studio 2
Studio worktable
It occurs to me …  I'm so very thankful for all the work I've done this last year – my "waking up" process has probably saved my sanity and made this ongoing transition much less stressful.  That's not to say it has been free from stress – far from it.  It's just been a whole lot easier. 

The universe continues to provide, amaze and surprise.  For that I am eternally thankful. 

More in the not too distant………

with love and blessings,