First, thank you to everyone that reached out to me after my last post. I received lots of kind words and virtual hugs. It was much needed. It helped put things into perspective and helped me to move forward.
As things go, the next day we went out to enjoy the fall and put aside our fear. That morning, I woke up and announced, "I am not going to be scared for the next 6 hours." We headed out to see beautiful Multnomah Falls and hiked to the top. It felt good. It felt great. It was gorgeous. It was therapy.
A few days later, we found our place. A cute little bungalow with a garage and basement that will make for nice studio spaces. We signed the lease and moved our belongings.
Honestly, the day we signed the lease I had second thoughts. That garage was not going to be a very nice workspace. It is very garage-y. Cold and a pinch damp. But Kenn assured me that we could make it cozy. I didn't believe him, I don't have any kind of construction experience. Turns out Kenn has hidden talents. He demo'ed the old work benches and all the odd shelving. And yesterday we (mostly he) installed the installation. Today we are tackling the drywall. Again, I'm not convinced we can do it. But, I'm just going to pretend like we know what the hell we are doing.
Kiln installation should be happening sometime next week.
I'm still a bit shocked that it is coming together. But it looks like it is! There is still lots of things to figure out (no sink in garage, working with a new clay body, hoping the kiln has no trouble, etc...) Still plenty of stuff to keep me up at night. But now I know that I can move forward. And that forward is the only direction to go.