Day 338 Old Habits never Die

Or The Idea Behind Changing The Self and The Truth Behind The Self Itslef. 6am. I’ve already been awake for about half an hour and had my morning coffee from the cafetiere I brought back from England. This is one of those delicatessen-gadgets I wouldn’t be able to buy in Hungary. We are a nation of freshly brewed strong espressos, flying off the stoves in old fashioned café makers. There is no coffee tasting like that. Cafetiere is more of a posher version as far as I am concerned. I moved the furniture around upstairs yesterday. That says all about my rest and my old habits. It is time to admit, I am not a kind of person who easily rest, but the prospect of doing nothing for a while can carry me through many hours spent with work, work, work. I brought two bamboo chairs up, moved the tv and the rooter and praise God they are both still working even though I had to unplug everything and untangle all the cables. Now, there is a small section of a seating area (second living room) up here where I can translate the book and do the blogging and all sorts of writing in the morning by the rising sun. After lunch I move downstairs to the studio and get started on the design and making. I am still deciding if I should extend and prototype the clothes first I wrote in the book: Perfectly Imperfect World or concentrate on the collections to jot down on paper I have in mind for Vondores. Decisions, decisions. Most likely the latter is the wise choice and leave the first one to the time of publishing. There is plenty time to make a final decision, as I need at least other 2 weeks to organise The House including the studio. Upstairs is already the 3rd day in and this is the smaller part. The Garden is also crying for some tender loving care. But that is an evening job an hour here and there. Living away had painted a shadow over the incredible blessings of The House with The Garden for over a decade. But now first time in my adult life I finally feel at home. I am content. Listening the birds’ singing and breathing in the fresh morning air, I am indeed happy.