Okay, the thing is, if I write about it, that helps me wallow. I'm not sure about this, but it seems to me that *talking* out pain usually helps, but *writing* it isn't as helpful for me.
Huh. Most of my talking actually *is* online, wibbling on the very private IRC group, or to a few others in FB chat. On the other paw, there are only two or three people I actually talk to very much, people I'm willing to call. (Aside: I've *always* been phone-phobic, except in work situations; I've even worked temp jobs as a receptionist, and had no problems. My brain wiring is just plain *weird*.)
I don't post much of anything any more, even on FB, because there's really nothing new except higher pain levels, fewer spoons, yadda yadda, and I've still got that early conditioning that says one is not supposed to complain about, or even *mention* it, when things aren't going perfectly.
So: good things? (I can't get lj-cut to work, nor is the link to my project page on Ravelry. The links to Herrschners, of course, work. Aaaarrrrgggghhhh.
I didn't mean to write an entire novella. *wry*"
--> I've gotten a few cherry tomatoes from the plant in the top of that very broken strawberry pot. Sweet 100s. omnomnomnom.
--> I... have been doing a *lot* of crocheting -
four afghans completed since early February, a fifth 90% done, a sixth about 3/4 done... and started another a couple of days ago, to try out a different pattern.##
--> The Hannah-cat's diabetes seems to be much more under control. (Ye ghods, needles for the cat twice a day? She sometimes complains a bit when the needle goes in, but she'll snuggle and purr afterwards, so I *know* she's feeling better.)
--> I've got an appointment on the 27th at Bainbridge Arts and Crafts for their jury of artists to look at a selection of my beadstuff and decide whether or not they'll accept it on consignment at the gallery. I need to swap out some base metal clasps for sterling or silver-plate. Will be gnawing on my fingernails. I don't expect to actually get in - they're very high end - but just sticking my neck out a bit to try is A. Big. Deal.
--> Have had good news from some people elsenet that I can't share, but it felt as though a small weight I'd been carrying, without even realizing it, suddenly vanished. I seem to be good at worrying about people I care about, even if they're only peripheral to my world, y'know?##
(If the ravelry link requires a sign-in, I'll put a couple/few of the pics up on Picasa or Flickr or something like that.)
The deal for some of them is "you buy the yarn, here are the links to the evil supplier that is Herrschners, each stripe takes about 4 ounces and I usually make 14 stripes, other dimension is about 6' (hey, I'm tall, I want something that tucks in under my shoulders and toes! :) solid colors
; and multicolored yarns
I prefer to have at least four colors, which I'll use randomly, unless someone wants something *not* random. I can happily do solid colors - I've made myself two stoles/shawls/raps.
Not that I'm hinting or anything, but if some yarn made it over here, there'd be an afghan making its way back to you in about two monthsEdited at 2015-08-06 11:27 pm (UTC)