Just a few Evangelines.
Good evening from cold and snowy Vermont. Today I trotted out my extraverted self and almost sold out of all of my books at the Bishop Marshall School Craft Fair. When I packed up to go home, all I had were just a few Evangelines. I got lucky today, sharing the same room with Orah Moore and several other talented crafters. Every time I’ve been a part of this fair, it’s been a success–not only in sales, but in the wonderful conversations I’ve had with readers. I also sold at least 25 of Serena’s tees. I am humbled by how much you appreciate and support our family creations. Thank you. I’m supposed to do a book signing at the University Mall next Saturday from 10 to 1 PM, but I’m not sure I can order books in time to restock. Isn’t that a nice problem to have?
They say it takes 21 days to either make or break a habit. Well, I’m on my third week of living in the present, and I think it took. I find myself less of everything–less stressed, less worried, and less judgmental of other people’s actions. And I actually think I like myself more. Right now, for example, I’m appreciating the smells coming out of our kitchen. Tim is making puttanesca from scratch–garlic and tomato, lovely!
Finally, there’s been a change in our family traditions. This year we won’t be attending the revellion, a French Canadian celebration (lots of food and double kisses) usually occurring after midnight mass. I suspect I attended even as an infant, as did my mom, and her mom. But that’s okay. We’ll change our Kent routine to have a relaxing dinner and an early bedtime at home. Life gives, life takes, and we adjust. And how fortunate we’ve been to be a part of it all for so long.
Now I smell acorn squash baking in the oven, perhaps with a touch of maple syrup. This has been a really good day.
Check back next week for another segment of Finding Home.