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For some reason unknown to me at this stage, I am going to take a photo of myself every day for a year, starting today.
So this is what I would look like RIGHT NOW if you could see through your screen all the way to me.
I have had sleep problems again – two nights with about 3 hours sleep each, then could not MOVE today. Symptoms of a flare up of the fibromyalgia (I now know that a full hour of Pilates class on Tuesday night was overdoing it. DAMN!)
I have made no art for 2 days.
Also, on Thursday I went to the first Sewing Guild meeting for The Darling Gowns group. Sue did a wonderful job getting this organised and leading the discussion about what we members wanted to do as a group. But as usual, I talked too damn much (arrrgh!) and talked OVER people… it’s one of the worst things I do and it makes me cringe when I realise that I’ve done it. *shudder*
And it was just exhausting – being with people is great, but draining.
And then for some STUPID reason, channel 10 decided to run the finale of So You Think You Can Dance (USA) starting at nearly 11pm!! And you know I loves e some dance, I was determined to watch but sheesh! I was thrilled when Jeanine won ( even though I was dying to know, I didn’t let myself be spoilerised on the outcome!)
Here’s a journal page for ya:
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And that’s it from me today, folks. One cuppa nice hot milk and bed for me!
Oh, and PS – we had a storm last night and actually recorded 25mm of rain at the airport – which tends to be dryer than where we live, but anyhow – that’s the most rain we’ve had since… ummmmm…. well since I can’t remember when! (yes, I know, given my poor memory that doesn’t mean much, but the dams are seriously low still and I think the Level 5 water restrictions are pretty much permanent.)
We have wooden floorboards in our house, and our house needs restumping (bloody termites!) so the floors tend to MOVE when we walk around. Normally that’s not an issue – but over time, things perched precariously on top of other things (ahem!) tend to get closer and closer to the edge until….
SQUAAAAAAAAARK! EEEEEEK! Help!
Poor Mr Beloved was ATTACKED by a falling clump of THINGS this afternoon. NOT a good thing for my poor PTSD sweetie…
Anyway, the fallen objects included an A3 cardboard portfolio, which turned out to contain some art works I had made in… ummm… 2005 or 2006, I don’t have a date on any of them.
And I was pleasantly surprised! OMG, I LIKE THESE! I drew these AND I REALLY REALLY LIKE THEM!! I’m not as hopeless at this as I thought! And I had completely forgotten they even existed.
So, if you’d like to see them, I’ll post a few. Here’s the first one out of the envelope:
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Watercolour, ink, on old text book page.
Caity the Muddle-Headed: Darling, I’m looking for a book I’m pretty sure I own – The Creative License by Danny Gregory? About [this] big by [this] big? Paperback?
TeaBot5000™: (after brief rant in which he expresses frustration at being required to be The All Knowing Librarian, WHO ALWAYS has to shift books around, etc, all of which is true) Of course you can’t find it, you’re LOOKING for it. You’ll have to wait ’til it sneaks up on you.
CTMH: I know, I’ll go look on amazon and see if… AHA! I do own it, I ordered it in 2006!
TB: It may not have made it out of the bedroom yet sweetie.
CTMH: I must have cleaned the bedroom since 2006! SURELY!
TB: “Cleaned” is different from “Left the bedroom”, sweetie.
It turns our it HAD left the bedroom (ha!) And was having a lovely confab with ANOTHER book I’ve been trying to find:
They were huddled at the far corner of the bottom shelf of the bookcase behind the TV. You can’t tell me THAT wasn’t deliberate hiding, you bad books!
And noticing, yet again, that I have TOO MUCH STUFF. I wrapped one treasure last night in hand stamped brown paper, addressed it, and will take it to the post office on Monday morning with a bunch of partly used up booklets of stamps. (Apparently I thought about sending a lot of Christmas cards in 2005. Bought stamps and put them in a safe place…)
I’m thinking a lot more “deaccessioning” (isn’t that a great word for “getting out of the collection”?) is going to HAVE to happen. I’m still recovering from the LAST move – things are still in boxes, suitcases, unsorted piles of STUFF…after 5 years. ARRRGH!
I had a WONDERFUL day today!
BFF and I went to a sewing class. With a very brilliant teacher. Felicity knows SO much about industry techniques for production sewing, and sewing couture… my mind was in OVERDRIVE! (Fortunately I can read my own scribbled notes, since as we know, my memory is rather dodgy…)
Two important mantras I MUST repeat, especially when sewing samples:
My perfectionist tendencies need to be on a tight leash in class time. In fact, next time I don’t think I should take my seam ripper with me at all. Hmmm. Does it really matter if somethings out by a milimetre or two on a sample? GET OVER IT!
I really loved the structure of the day – we got to ask questions, veer off into things that weren’t necessarily in the plan, and learned even more on those side excursions. I’m feeling much more confident and enthusiastic about tackling shirts again. Yippee!!
And it was funny to see someone else press – I am have been waaaaaaay too timid about really leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaning on the iron. No more – when Felicity says PRESS, she ain’t kidding!
I even liked sewing on Baby Pfaff. She’s not at smooth as The Goddess Pfaffalina, and sounds a bit clunkier at first – but she does everything I ask of her with no complaining.
And spending time with BFF is sooooo good for one’s mental health. Should be more of it.
I resisted buying any fabric (good girl, woof!) but did succumb at long lsat to the luxury of my very own Point Presser /Tailor Clapper. Ahhhh! If you’re not a dressmaking enthusiast, you’ll probably be wondering why on earth I’m so excited about this gadget.
If you DO sew, and you don’t have one of these – GET ONE. It will improve your sewing immensely.
After all that and a lovely (unexpected!)catch-up with friend C at lunch, and wind-down with Sue over tea and chat, I had the best email EVER arrive in my inbox. A friend I hadn’t been in touch with for ages – (isn’t it awful that the only time we are in touch with important people in our lives is when there’s a funeral? That needs fixing) – wrote in reply to a recent snail mail sympathy card I’d sent.
All the store bought cards were a) expensive b) TACKY or c) both. So I made a card using tools from the art cupboards (Fiskars embosser, if you must know – hey, I never claimed to be a purist!) and wrote about my favourite memories of the person. Turns out this was the right thing to do – far far better than any pre-printed guff from an anonymous card company. It was so wonderful to know that what I’d written meant something more.
NOTE TO SELF: Make more time to do this stuff!!
And now, the cuppa tea cake is nearly ready; I have a brand new roll of pattern paper, and a sleeve to alter.