Since Mother Eve in the Garden long ago

Over my initial EVERYTHING IS RUINED FOREVER reaction, but the bobbin winder on my sewing machine got snapped off during the move. Apparently Link knocked it over and onto the ground and nobody decided to tell me until I brought it up! The plastic casing also got broken, but not badly. I'm going to get a portable bobbin winder if I can't find the piece in the driveway under the snow (which would have been easier if anyone had told me YESTERDAY), and since I need drapery hooks and want to make my curtains instead of buying them, I'm going to Ogdensburg where there's a Joann tomorrow.

I got a lot done today! Mom and Ron brought up the furniture and I started finally settling in; before they got here I went to Big Lots again for lots of housewares. Garbage pails and bags, sponges, pans, etc. It's starting to look pretty good! But I need powdered cleanser, an ironing board, and a vacuum still.

Familiarized myself with the local co-op. I'm probably going to keep getting milk and eggs at Stewarts and making my own yoghurt, but they have a surprising selection of supermarket-priced fresh produce, big bags of oatmeal, and the usual spices/teas/powders that all the co-ops and health food stores, even the chains, have.

Because I'm going to make myself a Sewing Person, there is going to be sewing or sewing-related activity every day from now on. Tonight I finished the brim lining in the 1860s bonnet everyone has forgotten I started. I need to find the rest of the silk so I can do the curtain ...

Just a few more things left to pack! Everyday clothes (a drawer of shirts and the underwear/sock drawer, plus my jeans), some things scattered on top of my dresser, and my most immediate sewing stuff. Everything else is dealt with, and half of it is already in my car. Tomorrow's the day! I almost wish it were today so I could get it finished, but then I would have had to spend twice as much time yesterday on packing.

When we were picking Riley up from the groomer's on Main St, we went past the tailor's and I saw that she had a bunch of antique sewing machines in the front window, running from 1907 to the 1980s. I made Mom pull over and I got out to ask the tailor if she was looking to buy. In the end, I sold my 1941 Singer 99 for $50! (She wanted a 1940s machine to round out her collection, and the crinkle finish delighted her.) That's a $25 profit, or as I like to think of it, 200%. I think. Percent profits confuse me. Anyway. That's what I intended to do at first, before I decided to keep it, so I don't have any regrets. I'm still looking for a decent cabinet machine to use "regularly" (quotes for obvious reason) ... but I could see doing this again, getting a mystery machine cheap from a yard sale and cleaning it up, identifying it, and reselling. It's fun.

I was really hoping that when we went to look at apartments yesterday, one would jump out at me and I'd take it and everything would be settled. This didn't happen.

( pros and cons )

But wherever I land, there's a place called the Bagelry just down the street from the museum where I can buy my bagels, and they have all kinds of hipstery bagel sandwiches as well.