Why can’t I rent this room and what should I do with it?

My intern and I have worked diligently getting the master suit repainted and spruced up. When we built it years ago, there was never any trim. My kids came and helped me to cut trim for the room. We also spruced up the bathroom changing out the medicine cabinet, putting in shelves. It looks great.  But what should I do with it?

I don’t want to move into it. I prefer to stay on the other side of the house. I’m closer to my granddaughter when she visits.  I have taken pictures of the room and my beautiful gardens. French doors connect the room to the garden. When you open the doors, you can hear the waterfall. I have posted these photos on neighborhood forums. My thoughts are two-fold. Living alone is a luxury that I’m savoring. This is my first experience living this way, and I feel I need to experience it.  Luckily the room has its own entrance. If I could replace my fence with one that has a code lock gate, then the room can be rented out on its own. There is a secure solid door between my home and the room.  The code lock gate idea is good, especially if it is self-closing as I’m tired of having to check the gate after interns leave.

The room is empty and probably could be rented out as studio space. This would be ideal if someone worked here durring the day and left at night. The upstairs office is also available but without a bathroom there,  upstairs  would have to be rented with the room, say as an additional office space

Five interviews later and there is no good fit. I’m not desperate to rent it, so I’ll wait and see what God has in store for this. I’m trying to be sensitive to what he has in store for my life.

Holidays

I made it through the holidays alone. Well, I wasn’t alone as I spend my time and have my traditions with my daughter and her family. Not being married for the holidays was not very hard to do. Frankly, I have been doing holidays by myself for a while. It was a pleasure not to have to concern myself with another person who struggled and felt holidays and family were an inconvenience. It is one more thing that I can enjoy without worry. A weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I enter the new year with renewal and hope and excitement for what my new life will bring.

I’m also enjoying having my massage therapist come to my home on Friday’s and set up in the front room next to the Christmas tree.  I do this for myself, for my health and to keep me working.

Happy New Year,
Pusche

God closes a door he opens…

You may remember in the midst of all that happened with my divorce there was a very precious paid intern that I thought of as a daughter who walked out. She was angry, and I know she had to make herself mad to be able to leave. It still really tore me up.  But the energy changed in the studio, and I realized that she had been so negative for a while. Then I was desperate to find help for a regular party that we throw every year in the studio. And into my life walked an amazing woman. She is an incredible worker, she is fast, and she and I have so much in common. Thank you, God for providing after the loss. Bless my “daughter” that left. May she be happy and loved.

Thanks for thinking of me God,
Pusche