For the record, there is a point where multitasking goes from being epic and awesome to being just plain asinine.
Lesson learned.
Today, while pacing about restless and teetering in between super hyper and delirious from exhaustion, I decide to buckle down and get a couple of things done simultaneously.
Sadly, I chose a collection of things that should never be grouped together.
I decided to take a bubble bath. That's really the root of all my problems. My weakness. My kryptonite. I F*ing love a hot bath.
Simple enough, you say? Plenty of things that can be done in a bath, eh? Oh how poorly you know me.
I drew myself a bath, found my emergency bar of chocolate, and headed to the bathroom. As I approached the bathroom threshold it occurs to me, clearly I should take this opportunity to finish up season 6 of Buffy. Yep. That's totally a sound plan. You know what computers love? Humidity. Humidity and wet little fingers. This is totally NOT the reason why my track pad doesn't work properly. Nope. Not at all.
So I pack up my already wonky computer, put on the Buffy, and once again prepare to get in the tub. That's when it hits me. A stroke of genius. Like a bolt of lightning it came to me from the heavens, whispered by angels: LittleFoot, sew something...
Yeah.
I know. I can hear you laughing at me already.
I can't justify it other than to say in my delirious and weakened state it seemed like the greatest idea ever conceived.
I gathered up my sewing stuff. Set up my sewing machine on a chair, taped the foot pedal to the side of the tub so that I could press it with my arm, got my fabric, pins and settled in.
The first sign that this may not have been the most sound of plans (aside from the smudgy chocolate fingerprints that were rapidly coating my entire universe) was and almost unnoticed splash sound from my right hand side. I looked over, and to my horror realized that I had dropped my little container of sewing pins into the bubbly depths. Do you know how precarious it is trying to blindly pick up super sharp little daggers out of a bubble bath with virtually no visibility?
Yeah. I do....now
Things went from bad to worse as the project progressed. I pinned my dress right side to wrong side and sewed it together. Possibly due to the exhaustion, probably due to having absolutely no working space. I dropped the pins several more times. Sometimes into the tub, other times onto the floor. I mashed buttons on my computer with wet and/or chocolatey hands. I managed to dislodge my foot petal and knock it into the tub as well. But still I trudged on, refusing to admit this was anything less than a brilliant plan.
And then do you know what happened Dear Friend? Can you guess? I looked at the material running through my hands, headed for the machine and thought, that's funny, I remember this being lighter...both in color and in weight...
Yeah. So wet. Totally soaked. I should have known this would happen. I should have seen it coming. At no point, in this life or the next, should I have thought that this was a good plan. And yet, I found myself here, in a bubble bath that was probably full of straight pins, trying to sew wet material together, working the foot pedal with my elbow. I could not have looked more insane. And so finally, FINALLY, I admitted defeat.
So for the record, if you are ever looking for things to do while taking a bubble bath, because, you know, for whatever reason the bath itself is just not enough for you, remember this tale. And more than that, remember the lesson: never try to operate a sewing machine from the bathtub. It is so not a good plan. Not at all.
On that note, I am taking some sleeping pills and going to bed. Clearly my brain is broken. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have better judgement. :P
I miss your face Dear Friend. I hope you're hanging in here with me. Talk to you soon.
Song of the day for Monday:
Song of the Day For Today:
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Last Weekend.
Last weekend I had a great many plans. Some of them came to fruition, some of them did not. All in all though, it was pretty awesome.
Friday evening I picked up my new cabinet. It is AWESOME, for the record. I spent a good part of the night cutting my fossils down to CD sized cubes and organizing them inside of it. It felt soooo good to finally be making progress on that project, believe you-me.
Saturday the plan was thrifting, followed by crafting with lady C. I somehow managed to get yet another flat tire, Friday evening. There was in fact, a big fat screw stuck in it, mocking me. So I got up extra early and went and got my tire fixed. I ran through all of my Saturday morning rituals with a spring in my step, got my coffee for free at Starbucks since the girl at the drive through forgot to enter my order in the computer (This happens to me, literally every time I go to this Starbucks!). C was late, soooo late, lol, so we got off to a late start. Most of the stuff was already pretty thoroughly picked through, but sometimes that's just the way it goes.
She got a chair and a mirror and I got some frames, and a strange champagne-like glass to keep my makeup brushes in. I also picked up some bathroom furniture to help de-clutter the area under the sink. We had sushi for lunch, picked up some nails, some sheet metal, some fabric, and paint before heading home.
She painted and re-covered her chair, I painted my bathroom furniture, and we worked on various other crafts for the rest of the night. All in all, it was pretty productive.
Sunday I was supposed to go hiking with T, but that fell through. I didn't check with the forest service until late Saturday night/early Sunday morning and that spot, and you know, every other one in existence, was closed due to bear attacks. So lame. We tried to work out another plan, but it was 102 with 70% humidity so anything in the valley was out of the question due to the weather and everything else was out of the question due to bears, fire, or flooding. We abandoned our plans for another day.
Instead I took care of house stuff. I went grocery shopping, trimmed the dogs nails, scrubbed the floors, all that good stuff. I made a dress, or at least most of one. I still have to do some of the finishing on it. Hems and the like, but for the most part it's done.
That's it. That's just about all I know. I miss your face, Dear Friend. Lots and lots. Hope you're well. <3
Friday evening I picked up my new cabinet. It is AWESOME, for the record. I spent a good part of the night cutting my fossils down to CD sized cubes and organizing them inside of it. It felt soooo good to finally be making progress on that project, believe you-me.
Saturday the plan was thrifting, followed by crafting with lady C. I somehow managed to get yet another flat tire, Friday evening. There was in fact, a big fat screw stuck in it, mocking me. So I got up extra early and went and got my tire fixed. I ran through all of my Saturday morning rituals with a spring in my step, got my coffee for free at Starbucks since the girl at the drive through forgot to enter my order in the computer (This happens to me, literally every time I go to this Starbucks!). C was late, soooo late, lol, so we got off to a late start. Most of the stuff was already pretty thoroughly picked through, but sometimes that's just the way it goes.
She got a chair and a mirror and I got some frames, and a strange champagne-like glass to keep my makeup brushes in. I also picked up some bathroom furniture to help de-clutter the area under the sink. We had sushi for lunch, picked up some nails, some sheet metal, some fabric, and paint before heading home.
She painted and re-covered her chair, I painted my bathroom furniture, and we worked on various other crafts for the rest of the night. All in all, it was pretty productive.
Sunday I was supposed to go hiking with T, but that fell through. I didn't check with the forest service until late Saturday night/early Sunday morning and that spot, and you know, every other one in existence, was closed due to bear attacks. So lame. We tried to work out another plan, but it was 102 with 70% humidity so anything in the valley was out of the question due to the weather and everything else was out of the question due to bears, fire, or flooding. We abandoned our plans for another day.
Instead I took care of house stuff. I went grocery shopping, trimmed the dogs nails, scrubbed the floors, all that good stuff. I made a dress, or at least most of one. I still have to do some of the finishing on it. Hems and the like, but for the most part it's done.
That's it. That's just about all I know. I miss your face, Dear Friend. Lots and lots. Hope you're well. <3
Motivation. Sleep. And Other First World Problems.
Motivation: it seems that I have lost it. Somewhere. Amidst the sticky July weather.
I have no drive.
I have many plans. Great things that I want to get done. But instead all week I've been watching the minutes tick by, focused on how little time I have between now and when the semester starts, and how much stuff I still want to do. The two feel incongruent.
All that looking forward nonsense can be really dangerous. At least for me. Because in order to see what's coming up I have to take my eye off the present. And then things just seem to unravel. That's the problem I'm having right now.
Or at least that's the first part of it.
The second part is that all the stuff I really want to do just plain isn't an option right now. I am just itching to get out of the house and adventure somewhere. However, between the monsoons, fires, and the bears everything is lying just out of reach. Which is lame.
I continue to make plans to go adventuring, but between the weather forecast and the National Forest Service list of park closures, I never seem to get out of the house. It's literally sucking the life right out of me.
That brings us to tier three of LittleFoots' Summer Fun Meltdown 2012. I cannot for the life of me stay awake. Ugh. Between being trapped in the house and the general lack of motivation, every time I sit down I fall asleep. More than that, I sleep fitfully. Waking every couple of hours and roaming aimlessly about the house. Tiding up here and there, maybe cleaning the baseboards or scrubbing the walls, before stumbling back to bed. It is torture.
The good news is, that the end is in sight. I just have to survive these first few weeks of early August and before I know it I'll be back in school. *Hooray!*
Song Of the Day is by Warren Zevon:
I have no drive.
I have many plans. Great things that I want to get done. But instead all week I've been watching the minutes tick by, focused on how little time I have between now and when the semester starts, and how much stuff I still want to do. The two feel incongruent.
All that looking forward nonsense can be really dangerous. At least for me. Because in order to see what's coming up I have to take my eye off the present. And then things just seem to unravel. That's the problem I'm having right now.
Or at least that's the first part of it.
The second part is that all the stuff I really want to do just plain isn't an option right now. I am just itching to get out of the house and adventure somewhere. However, between the monsoons, fires, and the bears everything is lying just out of reach. Which is lame.
I continue to make plans to go adventuring, but between the weather forecast and the National Forest Service list of park closures, I never seem to get out of the house. It's literally sucking the life right out of me.
That brings us to tier three of LittleFoots' Summer Fun Meltdown 2012. I cannot for the life of me stay awake. Ugh. Between being trapped in the house and the general lack of motivation, every time I sit down I fall asleep. More than that, I sleep fitfully. Waking every couple of hours and roaming aimlessly about the house. Tiding up here and there, maybe cleaning the baseboards or scrubbing the walls, before stumbling back to bed. It is torture.
The good news is, that the end is in sight. I just have to survive these first few weeks of early August and before I know it I'll be back in school. *Hooray!*
Song Of the Day is by Warren Zevon:
Friday, July 27, 2012
Song Of the Day for Wednesday!
Now, I think we are all aware that I just can't stand Adele. Just. Can't. Stand. It.
Not at all.
Anyway, your post the other day got me thinking, and I stumbled across this which made me think of you. So, this is for you Dear Friend, because I love you THIS much.
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