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Sun and Shadow
Jan. 4th, 2011 09:48 pmWell, so far the new year has been mixed, mostly in a ordinary fashion, but probably more on the positive side. On New Years Day one of the local thrift stores had a sale with all clothing for 99 cents. I got six nice shirts and a really nice brown linen skirt that kind of flares out at the hem. I love sales like that, because at that price I can think of them as rentals--I can wear them until the season, or my size, changes and then just donate them back to the thrift store to sell again. Everyone wins!
On Sunday I cut my left thumb while trying to make breakfast, forcing me to attempt to spread peanut butter with my right hand while holding my left hand, thumb swathed in toilet paper, above my head. This was not at all enjoyable and I do not recommend it. Then I spent a lot of the day fruitlessly searching for my embroidery supplies. I remember exactly what tote bag I had them all in, but it defies location. It's so frustrating, because I feel like it should be so obvious where it is and if I just bend down at the correct angle or look at a corner of a room over a shoulder or move a box slightly it will just pop into view--but it never does. I could go out and buy a hoop and some floss to get started with, but all my design books were in that bag, including the Dover book of Pennsylvania Dutch iron-on transfers, which is apparently out of print.
On the positive side, on Sunday I realized that the straw-yellow cashmere sweater I had bought at a thrift store with the intent to cut it up into fabric was a men's medium, not a woman's medium. I tried it on and, sure enough, it fit. It didn't fit great--the bust was a little tight, and the sleeves were a bit too long, but I wasn't going to quibble. On Monday I paired it with the brown linen skirt and felt so sophisticated I hardly knew what to do with myself.
Monday was a lot of running around depositing paychecks, mailing rent checks, and the like. I also found two flowerpots for the geraniums I need to repot. And then I got a call from Yoon and we talked for an hour or two. Calls from friends are always good. A call from Yoon is extra-good because we can talk writing-stuff together--she's reading her way from Gold to the current story arc, and I can hardly wait for to hit my stuff, to see what she thinks of it. I mean, I know that she generally likes my writing, but I'm curious to know if she spots any persistent technical flaws I need to address.
Tuesday I was back at work, and my thumb was annoying me again. I was wearing a band-aide, a finger cot and a glove on my left hand, which was a little bit of overkill but as the store's Safety Office I feel obliged to model good behavior. If all goes as planned, I am going to hang out at my desk tomorrow and work on inventory; then I'll only need the band-aide.
On Sunday I cut my left thumb while trying to make breakfast, forcing me to attempt to spread peanut butter with my right hand while holding my left hand, thumb swathed in toilet paper, above my head. This was not at all enjoyable and I do not recommend it. Then I spent a lot of the day fruitlessly searching for my embroidery supplies. I remember exactly what tote bag I had them all in, but it defies location. It's so frustrating, because I feel like it should be so obvious where it is and if I just bend down at the correct angle or look at a corner of a room over a shoulder or move a box slightly it will just pop into view--but it never does. I could go out and buy a hoop and some floss to get started with, but all my design books were in that bag, including the Dover book of Pennsylvania Dutch iron-on transfers, which is apparently out of print.
On the positive side, on Sunday I realized that the straw-yellow cashmere sweater I had bought at a thrift store with the intent to cut it up into fabric was a men's medium, not a woman's medium. I tried it on and, sure enough, it fit. It didn't fit great--the bust was a little tight, and the sleeves were a bit too long, but I wasn't going to quibble. On Monday I paired it with the brown linen skirt and felt so sophisticated I hardly knew what to do with myself.
Monday was a lot of running around depositing paychecks, mailing rent checks, and the like. I also found two flowerpots for the geraniums I need to repot. And then I got a call from Yoon and we talked for an hour or two. Calls from friends are always good. A call from Yoon is extra-good because we can talk writing-stuff together--she's reading her way from Gold to the current story arc, and I can hardly wait for to hit my stuff, to see what she thinks of it. I mean, I know that she generally likes my writing, but I'm curious to know if she spots any persistent technical flaws I need to address.
Tuesday I was back at work, and my thumb was annoying me again. I was wearing a band-aide, a finger cot and a glove on my left hand, which was a little bit of overkill but as the store's Safety Office I feel obliged to model good behavior. If all goes as planned, I am going to hang out at my desk tomorrow and work on inventory; then I'll only need the band-aide.
