Bats in the Belfry...or Basement

Let me start by saying,

"I hate bats!"

Scared to death of them.

Give me any other critter in the house.

Mice, Rats, Snakes, Spiders, Squirrels, Chipmunks.

Many of which I have experienced,

but we won't go there.

Nothing freaks me out more than a bat.

Hummingbirds are a close second.

Just weird.

I know.

So the other morning when

JWS comes out of the basement,

which looks like a recent episode of Hoarders,

to gently inform me that we have a bat in the basement.

I varnish, do laundry and make coffee in the basement.

I know, the coffee is weird also. 

Another story.

But needless to say,

none of the above have happened in the last three days.

As I sit here now,

I am waiting for JWS to go down and make the coffee.

I think he is toying with me.

There's more to the story.

Later.

Did a little painting (above) the other day.

Cleaned my office at work yesterday and found this.

I knew I had it,

it was buried.

I want to display something in it.

Any ideas?

And found some white wool yesterday.

Have to get it washed....

refer back to the bat story.

And yesterday,

I had a doctor's appt, so I slid into the mall

looking for a coat

and found

the most amazing sale!

Lots of sweaters over 70% off.

So, in a stash busting move last night, I worked on these hangers.

They are so nice for sweaters and so easy to do.

A mild moment of panic. 

I have been working on this penny rug for a couple of months.

On and off.

Two nights ago,

I laid it out and realized that I had not cut enough red.

Sweating, I ran up the steps to my sewing room to dig through

the stash

and

Whew!

I had just enough! 

Crisis averted.