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What does Friday mean?
My son "Movie Night"... followed by loud screech of joy
my daughter "Share day at school" ... followed by loud screech
Me, "Dont' need to think about work for 2 days!" and "BSG at 9pm"
Hubby, "I hope I don't have to bring work home."
TGIF for all of us.
Boring stuff
I wish I had more energy to enjoy the day. I've been sick with wretched cough. Slept 3 hrs last night - 3am to 6am. And half of that was disrupted by the kids waking up and coming into our room. (open door policy...one day, they'll out grow the need. As long as it lasts ... well, at least I know where they are. LOL) so I'm achey and tired and having long coughing bouts. The co-workers want me to go away - we're hyper sensitive to bugs at my EDJ. I bet no one wants to have lunch w/ me - especially cuz my cranky friday lunch date isn't here.
Other boring stuff:
The shed faeries didn't come over yesterday - they are sick, too, and have a tendency to bronchitus, so they are being super careful.
The new project (1540-ish Italian for O) is progressing. I'm attaching the silk bands around the neck by hand. It looks so many times better than machine done. I should be able to finish the bodice tonight, draft pattern for upper sleeves and then cut them out. I need to put silk piz-az on sleeves, too, so probably need to do that by hand as well. This all hinges on not letting my sick slow me down; if it's a matter of will, I will get it done. If not, well, I'll go to bed and hope that by 4am I'm recovered enough to jump in and do it. Anyway, also need to redo some bits on the corset - the machine got away from me when I was binding the edges. I really need to redo it by hand.
I'm volunteering again for some SCA service stuff. It's not nearly as massive as collegium occidentalis, otherwise you'd hear Da Hubby's howl from miles away. I think I've managed to volunteer for a task that not only inspires me, but won't entirely consume my life or take me away from the family, friends and (not to be forgotten) students. And it's something I flatter to think I'm good at. LOL.
Along those lines, I keep wondering, "why can't I just stop doing stuff?" I'm a bit burned out and I just gave up 2+ years of creativity and other stuff for SCA service. I think I can sit on my butt guilt-free for a few years. So why don't I? I don't know. I know that if I did not, I would feel guilty and selfish with the knowledge that I could help out but was not.
"The brainwashing is strong in this one." (Vader's wheezy voice)
What does Friday mean?
My son "Movie Night"... followed by loud screech of joy
my daughter "Share day at school" ... followed by loud screech
Me, "Dont' need to think about work for 2 days!" and "BSG at 9pm"
Hubby, "I hope I don't have to bring work home."
TGIF for all of us.
Boring stuff
I wish I had more energy to enjoy the day. I've been sick with wretched cough. Slept 3 hrs last night - 3am to 6am. And half of that was disrupted by the kids waking up and coming into our room. (open door policy...one day, they'll out grow the need. As long as it lasts ... well, at least I know where they are. LOL) so I'm achey and tired and having long coughing bouts. The co-workers want me to go away - we're hyper sensitive to bugs at my EDJ. I bet no one wants to have lunch w/ me - especially cuz my cranky friday lunch date isn't here.
Other boring stuff:
The shed faeries didn't come over yesterday - they are sick, too, and have a tendency to bronchitus, so they are being super careful.
The new project (1540-ish Italian for O) is progressing. I'm attaching the silk bands around the neck by hand. It looks so many times better than machine done. I should be able to finish the bodice tonight, draft pattern for upper sleeves and then cut them out. I need to put silk piz-az on sleeves, too, so probably need to do that by hand as well. This all hinges on not letting my sick slow me down; if it's a matter of will, I will get it done. If not, well, I'll go to bed and hope that by 4am I'm recovered enough to jump in and do it. Anyway, also need to redo some bits on the corset - the machine got away from me when I was binding the edges. I really need to redo it by hand.
I'm volunteering again for some SCA service stuff. It's not nearly as massive as collegium occidentalis, otherwise you'd hear Da Hubby's howl from miles away. I think I've managed to volunteer for a task that not only inspires me, but won't entirely consume my life or take me away from the family, friends and (not to be forgotten) students. And it's something I flatter to think I'm good at. LOL.
Along those lines, I keep wondering, "why can't I just stop doing stuff?" I'm a bit burned out and I just gave up 2+ years of creativity and other stuff for SCA service. I think I can sit on my butt guilt-free for a few years. So why don't I? I don't know. I know that if I did not, I would feel guilty and selfish with the knowledge that I could help out but was not.
"The brainwashing is strong in this one." (Vader's wheezy voice)
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sCA Service Stuff
Date: 2006-10-13 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-13 07:35 pm (UTC)Now, I'm sitting there at First Sword, and Johanna (of the hats) says, "Gee, I think it would be nice to do a fine arts feast." and I said, "If you cook, I'll autocrat." WTF is wrong with me?!?!
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Date: 2006-10-13 08:53 pm (UTC)