My day passed in a bit of a blur. I can't say I really remember what I was doing, on the computer some, a little reading, meals, but I really just don't know where the day went. H took our daughter to a Maker Faire, a convention of one of those places were people who own and profit from the spaces try to sell their place to the community (and sometimes the places do not profit, like a library. Uaually, the library Maker Space is free to use though is the thing is complex, you have to provide your own materials, get training on it (provide or buy 3D print filament from the library). Of course, there is 3D printing (it's slow though and you have to be get with the software the printer accepts). H and my daughter did a laser cutting training and then project last year at a library in the area a lot bigger than our own. They laser cut designs into thin wood, but again, it helps to be good with the software (which H is and my daughter is rapidly learning). She made a lot of things today and had a good time.
I would have gone too but didn't realize it was today, until H told me, and I had decided to wash all the bed stuff--sheets, quilt, crocheted afghans, blankets, 3 or 4 of them. It is really a project that take a good part of the day, and someone has to be around and listen when things such as the quilt is washed because the potential for the washing machine to get off balance is huge. We have a spare set of sheets, no good spares of the other stuff for the bed though. It is a king-sized bed; well, California king, I think they call it, which is longer and not as wide as the standrard but everything is bigger than queen size. And still H's feet stick off the end of the bed with the longer bed.
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