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Ordinary Days

This is day 28 in my 31 Days series on sustainable dwelling. For an introduction and more posts, head here!

Punjammies from Sudara come in a matching bag - which I use for knitting. Because why not?

I had grand plans for today's post... we ordered a mattress from Tuft and Needle (ethical and didn't-require-mattress-shopping-with-a-toddler-and-a-baby - also, our old mattress is Adam's from when he was a teenager so it's high time we got a new one) and it was originally supposed to arrive yesterday. But it just arrived today, and I barely dragged the box clear of the doorway, so that'll be a post for another day.

Mug by Little Inklings Design - flashcards by Gingiber

Then I had the grand idea to write this post after everyone went to bed last night (because I've been so consistent about having my posts written at least the day before this whole challenge) and ended up curled up on the couch being poked awake by Adam and told to come to bed at 10pm - because apparently the inexplicable panic attack that caused me to sit down at 7:30 turned into a nap.

So here I am today, schlepping around the apartment (aka "testing new jammie bottoms"), nearing the bind-off of the felt headboard I'm knitting, and trying to gather the motivation to clean our bedroom, since I'd like to take pictures of the unboxing process for the mattress (it came vacuum sealed in a not-very-big box, so I can see it being entertaining) and it would be nice if there weren't piles of laundry on the floor in the background.

Sometimes upcycling works out - the shop emblem on this bag fell in a perfect place to compliment the address, when I folded it into a mailing envelope.

I've almost used up my writing tablet from Shindig Paperie - good thing Moxy carries them, too!

Some days are like that (ok, a lot of days are like that...) Not very Pinterest-y, not very Instagrammable, just a lot of Life and not much Adventure. But tea and toys, reading books and writing letters, naps and snuggles - those are real and important intermissions between the more interesting interludes.

Taking a Sabbath interlude today - and hoping the next three days make for a more riveting read!


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It's that time of year again... the 31 Days writing challenge starts today! Bloggers from all over will be writing every day of the month of October on the topic of their choosing. This will be my fourth year participating - the first year I did 7 for 31, and spent a month going through Jen Hatmaker's book 7. The second year I did 31 Days of Sustainable Dwelling, and wrote about local and fair trade living. Last year I was busy but still wanted to participate, so I went the easy route with 31 Days of Everyday Beautiful.

This year I'm diving into my greatest passion: knitting! I'll spend this month looking at past designs and talking about the inspiration behind them, so there will be plenty of regular life mixed in with the stitching - and there may be discount codes for the patterns that I write about. You'll just have to read and see!

Pattern index:

Pageturner Mitts
Hogwarts House Tie
Urban Artemis
Graffiti for Humanity
Love Out Loud
Strange Jacket


In order to change your knitting, you must first change yourself. I've lost track of how many times I've said that, or how many people I've said it to. Frustrated new knitters wondering why their work is loose or tight or uneven or really anything less than perfect. But something I love about knitting is that it's a record of your inner dialogue. That swatch knit at the yarn store table with a cozy cup of coffee and a helpful (and more experienced) knitter nearby is going to be a lot more relaxed than the sweater begun a week later while sitting next to a hospital bed - just like the knitter.

Unfortunately, this also applies to my own knitting. For years, I was apparently unaffected by the shifts and turmoils in my own life, so I assumed that I was exempt from the rule - when the reality was, in fact, that I wasn't really experiencing any of those on anything deeper than a surface level because everything was deadened by depression. When I finally started to really…


A few years ago, I was introduced to the concept of replacing the traditional list of resolutions with a single word. It appealed to me - I am not a big list person, but I love language and words and meanings and etymology and metaphor and... ahem. Ennyhoo. I liked the idea.
I've never chosen the word. It's always presented itself to me - and last year was no different. Pacific was very insistent, even though I tried to argue with it. Pacific? What does that even mean? What am I supposed to do with that?
But I accepted it, and I'm glad I did. I learned about depth and calm, about storm and nurture, about faith and adventure - and about the unstoppable ocean of God's grace, that overwhelms to fill and cleanse and bring blessings unasked.
So I'm bidding pacific a very fond farewell, and welcoming spark and whatever lessons it would like to bring. I invited it in with a copper wire punctuated with tiny lights and wrapped around my mood board, and I've got an empt…