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Jul. 25th, 2010 02:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOOF.
Survived Bele Chere. Adequately, at least. I managed about three or four hours of spinning practice, which is impressive. Now I need to wash the yarn (Dude, I made yarn!) and hang it to set the twist. Other than that it was about the same with people coming in, blinking, realizing that we weren't the store next door (with the sign in TWO PLACES on our door saying our store name, the giant honking loom in the window to their immediate right, the sign on THEIR door saying what store they are, and the fact that this doesn't look REMOTELY like that store, I can understand their confusion), people asking where they could find a restroom, people asking for directions, people asking for embroidery floss (we really should carry it now)... pretty much standard. Only more of it.
Today, apparently, is a day of thunder and no rain. The power's been flickering on and off, but there hasn't been any rain to speak of. It's also a day of being lazier than I want to be but, in retrospect? Six day work week. Plus volunteering this evening. I've earned a little bit of lazy.
Maybe tonight will just be a writing and stretching night. Actually, writing, stretching, and German. I need to make a menu for my bento, but I can write that up between ushing and put it on the fridge.
Ugh. Two things still irritating me, my body not behaving like I want it to (this time, though, it makes more sense) and the fact that today I have accomplished... prepping dinner, but very little else. I don't know what it is about my brainspace today that makes it impossible for me to relax and take a day of rest. Intellectually, I know I've earned it. Emotionally, I feel like a fat lazy slob. Maybe part of it is just, encroaching deadlines. Sigh. I don't know.
What isn't helping is the freakout dream I had last night regarding, of all things, finances. Some weird dream where I was selling off shit (which I might want to do anyway, that of it which isn't going to get donated or thrown out) to pay for bills because the boy doesn't have a job and I was flipping out about something or other... we're not direly off, thanks to, admittedly, help from his family, but his family also seems willing to help us out. It's not an ideal situation, but it's not as bad as it could be while he looks for work. And our prospects aren't entirely dead-end. Family business, could be expanded, hopefully, if the economy improves. And if I can manage to do some internet promoting if we ever get our facebook page up.
So, yeah. That did not make my brainspace any more comfortable. Ugh. ... And I guess it's time to get ready for Folkmoot, which should help. Both getting out of the house and seeing dancers.
Survived Bele Chere. Adequately, at least. I managed about three or four hours of spinning practice, which is impressive. Now I need to wash the yarn (Dude, I made yarn!) and hang it to set the twist. Other than that it was about the same with people coming in, blinking, realizing that we weren't the store next door (with the sign in TWO PLACES on our door saying our store name, the giant honking loom in the window to their immediate right, the sign on THEIR door saying what store they are, and the fact that this doesn't look REMOTELY like that store, I can understand their confusion), people asking where they could find a restroom, people asking for directions, people asking for embroidery floss (we really should carry it now)... pretty much standard. Only more of it.
Today, apparently, is a day of thunder and no rain. The power's been flickering on and off, but there hasn't been any rain to speak of. It's also a day of being lazier than I want to be but, in retrospect? Six day work week. Plus volunteering this evening. I've earned a little bit of lazy.
Maybe tonight will just be a writing and stretching night. Actually, writing, stretching, and German. I need to make a menu for my bento, but I can write that up between ushing and put it on the fridge.
Ugh. Two things still irritating me, my body not behaving like I want it to (this time, though, it makes more sense) and the fact that today I have accomplished... prepping dinner, but very little else. I don't know what it is about my brainspace today that makes it impossible for me to relax and take a day of rest. Intellectually, I know I've earned it. Emotionally, I feel like a fat lazy slob. Maybe part of it is just, encroaching deadlines. Sigh. I don't know.
What isn't helping is the freakout dream I had last night regarding, of all things, finances. Some weird dream where I was selling off shit (which I might want to do anyway, that of it which isn't going to get donated or thrown out) to pay for bills because the boy doesn't have a job and I was flipping out about something or other... we're not direly off, thanks to, admittedly, help from his family, but his family also seems willing to help us out. It's not an ideal situation, but it's not as bad as it could be while he looks for work. And our prospects aren't entirely dead-end. Family business, could be expanded, hopefully, if the economy improves. And if I can manage to do some internet promoting if we ever get our facebook page up.
So, yeah. That did not make my brainspace any more comfortable. Ugh. ... And I guess it's time to get ready for Folkmoot, which should help. Both getting out of the house and seeing dancers.