Whine #1: Worst mani/pedi today I've ever had. Worse than if I had done it myself! New person at the shop where I've gone for years. Raised the price $2 and did a terrible job. Looking for a new manicurist! It was supposed to be a treat and now feels like I wasted the money. Poop.
Whine #2: Was offered a full-time job. Yeah. Pay is terrible. Boo. And I keep wondering if its what I really want to do. I hate second guessing myself!
Whine #3: Stinkin hot outside. As the East Coast gets blasted with snow and cold, it was 80 here today and is still in the 70's at 10 pm. I cannot turn on the A/C - its January! - but being on the third floor means its hot in the apartment.
Whine #4: I'm working the next 6 days in a row and I'm teaching the lesson during Sunday school this weekend.
Let's turn it around!
#1. Got a mani/pedi today as a treat after two months! Felt good to have a foot massage.
#2. Got a job offer! Yeah for me!
#3. So glad I'm not freezing in the snow on the East Coast. Brrrr.
#4. I working the next six days in a row! Money! And I get to spend Sunday morning with my favorite kids. Yeah!
Okay, that feels better.
Friday, January 25, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Overwhelmed
Too many projects are in too many stages!
I have two TUBS of fabric in the dining room and I'm trying to go thru Christmas fabric and match up things that will work. With very little luck. I can put together four fabrics, but not six. Arrgghh. Considering cutting it all up into 3-1/2 inch strips and using everything all together in a Lucky Star pattern. So what if all the reds aren't the same. At that point it will technically be a scrap quilt!
Keith and I started a new quilt using Jennie Beyer fabrics the other day. Unfortunately we each sewed the basic parts on two different machines so the blocks will be different sizes. Going forward as best as I can. The end result will be some wonky-cut modern art.
I need to repair a quilt I made for my mom several years ago. She keeps asking about it.
I have binding ready to be sewn onto a donation quilt.
Two hand-pieced hexagon quilts in progress by the sofa. And the Texas alphabet sampler cross stitch project. I can't even watch TV without facing work!
Two holiday patterned charm packs were made into snowball blocks and now just need to be laid out and sew together. Nothing in the stash that will work for a border, but there are TUBS of fabric still in storage so I hate to spend money if I don't have to.
Off work all weekend. Think I'll just put it all away and pull out one thing at a time until its completely finished. This list doesn't include the TUB of pinned projects waiting to be quilted!
I have two TUBS of fabric in the dining room and I'm trying to go thru Christmas fabric and match up things that will work. With very little luck. I can put together four fabrics, but not six. Arrgghh. Considering cutting it all up into 3-1/2 inch strips and using everything all together in a Lucky Star pattern. So what if all the reds aren't the same. At that point it will technically be a scrap quilt!
Keith and I started a new quilt using Jennie Beyer fabrics the other day. Unfortunately we each sewed the basic parts on two different machines so the blocks will be different sizes. Going forward as best as I can. The end result will be some wonky-cut modern art.
I need to repair a quilt I made for my mom several years ago. She keeps asking about it.
I have binding ready to be sewn onto a donation quilt.
Two hand-pieced hexagon quilts in progress by the sofa. And the Texas alphabet sampler cross stitch project. I can't even watch TV without facing work!
Two holiday patterned charm packs were made into snowball blocks and now just need to be laid out and sew together. Nothing in the stash that will work for a border, but there are TUBS of fabric still in storage so I hate to spend money if I don't have to.
Off work all weekend. Think I'll just put it all away and pull out one thing at a time until its completely finished. This list doesn't include the TUB of pinned projects waiting to be quilted!
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
School
Registered for classes for spring semester 2013. Three classes - last one I can take at community college and two at University of Houston/Downtown, one on-line and one evening class. Including these three, I need 14 classes to graduate. It sounds better when I say I need 11 to graduate after these three, but its the same either way. And now that I've put all this energy into getting accepted into the program again and getting into the right classes, I'm thinking "to heck with it."
It's a lot of money; a lot of time; a lot of effort. And do I really need a four-year degree at this point in my life? The degree will be generic - Interdisciplinary Studies - so its not like I'll be getting a job as a Studier of Inter Disciplines. It won't help me get a good job, or start a new career, or get a better view from the cemetery plot I'll eventually occupy. Is my self-esteem so low that I think I need it to be a better person? I do believe I need to keep my brain active so maybe I should do something that would focus on that rather than spending money for a piece of paper to frame on the wall.
Will admit I feel lazy for giving up the idea of finishing school. Maybe I'll set a new, better goal of selling my quilts and stitching work, and maybe, some day, opening my own shop.
Clearly I need a goal more than I need a college degree. But that's a whole different can of worms.
It's a lot of money; a lot of time; a lot of effort. And do I really need a four-year degree at this point in my life? The degree will be generic - Interdisciplinary Studies - so its not like I'll be getting a job as a Studier of Inter Disciplines. It won't help me get a good job, or start a new career, or get a better view from the cemetery plot I'll eventually occupy. Is my self-esteem so low that I think I need it to be a better person? I do believe I need to keep my brain active so maybe I should do something that would focus on that rather than spending money for a piece of paper to frame on the wall.
Will admit I feel lazy for giving up the idea of finishing school. Maybe I'll set a new, better goal of selling my quilts and stitching work, and maybe, some day, opening my own shop.
Clearly I need a goal more than I need a college degree. But that's a whole different can of worms.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Over it.
Enough whining and complaining about work. I really do enjoy my job. I like 99% of the people I work with and MOST of the customers are great. I'm happy to have money coming in rather than going out. They hysteria and wackiness of the Christmas holidays should be winding down and everyone can get back to "normal," whatever that is. Bring it 2013. I'm ready.
Spent time in the sewing room yesterday. Lots of WIP projects that I'm wrapping up before I start new ones. Think this year's focus will be quilts with Christmas fabric. It will be good to use it up and I'll have presents ready for next year. Whoop whoop!
Spent time in the sewing room yesterday. Lots of WIP projects that I'm wrapping up before I start new ones. Think this year's focus will be quilts with Christmas fabric. It will be good to use it up and I'll have presents ready for next year. Whoop whoop!
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
The Slippery Slope
So it's 2013 and I've finally lost my footing on the slippery fashion slope. I've become that woman everyone makes fun of without actually pointing. Because that would be rude. Just came in from walking the dog wearing open-toed Birkenstocks (I desperately need a pedicure), work-out shorts that end at the knee (haven't shaved my legs in too long), a t-shirt and sweatshirt jacket that clashed. And ear muffs.
Some fashion statements are better left unsaid. I'll do better when I actually leave the house for work.
Some fashion statements are better left unsaid. I'll do better when I actually leave the house for work.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Christmas. Again.
Many, many years ago I loved Christmas. Lots of decorations, baking, cards and such. Then my father died on December 22. His funeral was Christmas Eve and the two have been forever linked. Twice I sent beloved dogs to heaven on Christmas Eve, then three years ago one of my sisters died on December 23rd. I still celebrated the real meaning of the holiday with church activities and remembering friends, even tho it was bittersweet at times.
Then, this year I got a job working retail just before Thanksgiving. Humans are terrible creatures some times. They lie and steal. They treat others badly - maybe in an attempt to feel superior or important? Some are very lonely and just need a kind word. Having the free gift boxes set up near my work station was a fascinating study in human nature. When customers thought they cost money, they needed two; when the found out they were free, they needed five.
And yesterday I think I lost my faith or my heart broke. I'm not sure which. Two Mexican women - no US identification - and a large group of children came in to return bags of clothing. All of the items were children-sized and brand new. I believe all were donated to their family, probably by some well meaning church group - maybe even my own, and they were trying to cash it all in. The kids were poorly dressed and looked a bit worn and haggard. When the women found out they could not get cash or even store credit for their haul, but would have to wait for a check from our corporate headquarters, they gathered it all up and took it away. I've been in a horrible mood ever since.
I'm trying to not let the actions of two horrible woman color my response to the entire human race. There are good people out there who appreciate the donations of well-meaning people. At the moment I'm not inclined to share my bounty with anyone, or even include them in my prayers to a God they seem to not know. Looks like it will be a reflective holiday for me.
Then, this year I got a job working retail just before Thanksgiving. Humans are terrible creatures some times. They lie and steal. They treat others badly - maybe in an attempt to feel superior or important? Some are very lonely and just need a kind word. Having the free gift boxes set up near my work station was a fascinating study in human nature. When customers thought they cost money, they needed two; when the found out they were free, they needed five.
And yesterday I think I lost my faith or my heart broke. I'm not sure which. Two Mexican women - no US identification - and a large group of children came in to return bags of clothing. All of the items were children-sized and brand new. I believe all were donated to their family, probably by some well meaning church group - maybe even my own, and they were trying to cash it all in. The kids were poorly dressed and looked a bit worn and haggard. When the women found out they could not get cash or even store credit for their haul, but would have to wait for a check from our corporate headquarters, they gathered it all up and took it away. I've been in a horrible mood ever since.
I'm trying to not let the actions of two horrible woman color my response to the entire human race. There are good people out there who appreciate the donations of well-meaning people. At the moment I'm not inclined to share my bounty with anyone, or even include them in my prayers to a God they seem to not know. Looks like it will be a reflective holiday for me.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
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