Ever since I found Sonnie on Ravelry, my crafty experiences are much more enjoyable. I’ve been meeting with the girls at Sunergos for some time now and they are the sweetest bunch! They are patient and generous and I look forward to hangin’ with them every Tuesday.
I have always been the type of person who runs away when the shit hits the fan. It’s instinctual for me. When the going gets tough, tata gets going. I’m almost 31 years old now, so it really isn’t very grown-up of me to behave as such anymore. Besides, it isn’t very effective, as it never accomplishes what I’m really hoping for: escape from the ugly thoughts and feelings that consume me.
Today, I’ve wanted to run away again. Instead, I’ve distracted myself as much as humanly possible from my feelings and thoughts. I watched a movie, read in the bathroom and knitted on my sock at every possible opportunity. I did go out for a bit earlier, looking for a job. I cried in between one place and the next, as I felt (warning: teen angst years relived) that all of this was totally fucking unfair. This is not how I wanted to return to the workforce. I have a college degree! I shouldn’t be waiting tables or pushing a mop, dammit.
Alas, I will do what I must, I s’pose. Growing up and all that jazz.
The MeiMeis I ordered.
The yarn I bought for P.
She models Ila’s hat. Looks great!
Sonnie’s daughter and Joy were fast friends.
This sweet gal on Plurk sent me some sock yarn and I wanted to post pictures and a big thank you to her. Update: I did here.
The MeiMei’s I ordered on ebay arrived yesterday and natch, I wanted to share my joy with you by posting pictures. Update: I did here.
I started the amigurumi pig in honor of Blog the Recession and the cozy for my iPod, as I mentioned the other day.
Alas, I have been otherwise occupied.
Things I didn’t get done: laundry folding (no surprise there), zucchini bread (we’re out of eggs), and Husband has not - as of yet - gotten his job back. It is so frustrating to feel so helpless. The company that provided the inaccurate background check to the staffing agency has stated to Husband that they legally have 30 days to rectify the inaccuracies and will likely take every last one of those 30 days. In the meantime, we are hoping that the certified copies coming from the County Clerk’s office will be sufficient for the staffing agency to get Husband back on the job where they placed him. Otherwise, he will have to either look for work elsewhere or take a lower paying job. Forget getting anything good for my golden birthday, we’ll be lucky to make rent.
I have a job prospect of my own, however. I’ve been having so much fun playing around with the coding here at the blog that I want to expand my horizons once again and do some more web building. While it is definitely a bit more technical, it still enables me to feel crafty and it’s something I can do from home (and those are very good things). The only problem is that my prospective employer plays hardball. She really likes the ideas I have for her site, but she doesn’t like parting ways with her hard-earned cash. I should know. She’s my mom.
Really, I can understand her perspective, because the woman has busted her ass to get where she is in life - certainly didn’t there from handing over all her money to people calling her up asking for it! Plus, I’m her kid and, let’s face it, I haven’t always been the most upstanding child a mama could hope for. I’ve screwed up plenty and that includes costing her some a lot of that money from time to time. So she isn’t eager to give me much. Frankly, I’m still new at all of this (I know some coding and have built a few sites in my time) and while I’m more than willing to learn and put in the time and effort to provide her with an outstanding product and service, I really have no idea what the real-world value of such a thing might be. (If you happen to know, I’d be eternally grateful for a comment or an email with such information! tata at imnotbeautifullikeyou.com - thanks!) Being as how mom knows this, she is likely to insist that the experience is a great form of partial payment and will prolly offer up (at my insistance, mind you) her finished site as reference to other prospective jobs in the future, assuming I pursue such a path. In any case, I’ve spent a good amount of time working on her site, designing fresh graphics and writing HTML and CSS codes for a new layout.
Suddenly, it seems as if there isn’t enough time in the day to do all that I want to do. I want to crochet amigurumi animals and food, knit scarves and socks (I wish my needles would hurry up and get here already!), I want to learn how to make my own yarn, I want to code and design graphics, I want to read that stack of books I just picked up at the library, I want to catch up on my DVR and see those movies I borrowed from P at BHF’s insistance, I want to bake, I want to sleep, I want someone to come fold my laundry so I can do the other stuff…
Babybear loaned me her drop spindle and showed me how to use it. She also gave me some light coopworth roving to practice with. It’s so cool how you start with this fluffy stuff and finish with yarn! Thanks, Rebekah! I’m really having fun learning this craft.
Again, she brought her spinning wheel and I watched intently. It’s fascinating! She even let me try it, but her wheel is… quirky and kept spinning in the wrong direction for me. I gave up rather quickly. Too hard to focus on the foot getting the wheel turning properly and the hands pulling the roving.
A close-up:
Every year, people ask me about what I want and every year, I feel totally unprepared and clueless about what I want. Well not this year! My yarn lust has prompted me to add favorites on Etsy.com and update my Amazon.com wish list. I’ve also got my eyes on a really great needle set over at Knitpicks.com.
