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The manager in Trader Joe's wondered if our recently extremely short summers are due to the earth's shift on its axis. Has it shifted I asked? He laughed and said he read it but has noticed in the last few years how few warm days we have here and how much later they come. I agreed and then he said, who knows, maybe we'll end up on Mars. I laughed and said or maybe we'll stay here and the governments will implode and we'll start from scratch. I think we both were enjoying that fantasy. Like Mad Max days.
Which brings me right into what I've been doing the last few weekends among other things, planning and creating my Burning Man wardrobe.I love doing this part. I dyed the hot little bustier I got at the thrift store. I used an acid dye,the color is called tobacco leaf, a brownish, greenish, peachy color, but for whatever reason the instant I put it in the pot it was a deep zinfandel red. I left it in the maximum time but it's a deep beautiful red.The paper towels were a leafy color though. The red is pretty, very saturated and deep, but not for BM. I'm going 'over-dye' it in an espresso brown and see how that turns out. Next weekend.
I have two more white items I'm going to dye, the one I bought today, at full price! I think the tobacco leaf will work on it, there's some fabric on the inside seam I can test it on. Hopefully I get the green-brown I want.
My personal motif is steampunk: lace, earthy colors, leather, shells, bones (craft store bones), etc. I found a great belt at a thrift store on Friday after work, but I didn't have any money on me, I'm going to buy it on Monday and use that to make a utility belt.
I found it funny that after living half my live on the beach and collecting hundreds of tiny shells--thousands, that today I remembered I have one tiny jar that I brought out here with me when I moved from Florida. I'm going to use them to embellish the bustier but I need more. I wrote and asked my friend who is currently at her beach house in South Carolina if they have shells and if so if she could scoop me up a handful. No reply yet.
I have some ideas for gifts too. With my tight little budget I'm doing only so much each weekend and hopefully I'm not on manic panic mode the last weekend before the trek. I'm also going to practice setting up my tent. I have 2 friends with big yards, so I'll be visiting them for that purpose and a good reason to hang out. They both get a kick out of me going.
I'm excited about BM this year, only about half as overwhelmed as I was last year which I think is a good sign. It's going to be different, it will always be different. I'll be a little more solo this time I think, but who knows? I made such strong connections last year and this year I have new personal intents for the trip...
We're calling our camp the Shark Shack because the guy with all the goodies and the boat he turned into a car has a shark painted on it and we called it the shark car. He had great tunes and on the last night we were all together, we were eating inside one of the big tents (like I have now) because a wind storm was coming but Love Shack came on and we girls all ran outside in the wind and were dancing around and singing and the guys were just enjoying it all. So, we're the Shark Shack now.
There was work shit this week but I don't even want to write about it other than to mention it. I handled it well and got to know my actual boss better versus the misogynist, perverted, arrogant, condescending ass that, I learned, isn't even called a "lead," we're actually more on the same level, so I am no longer taking his shit. I think I came up against one of those situations that keep repeating until you figure them out. We'll see.
When I got home yesterday, I washed up and sank into the sofa with my laptop and the TV and dozed off right away. I slept there most of the night then went to bed around 2. I got up around 8, meaning I slept or dozed almost 12 hours. It was definitely from the stress of the week. I was exhausted and drained. I was triggered up from the conflict. Hate that. But accepted it. It's all part of it, right?
I've been wanting to write all day and now the day is done and this is good, but I don't have the juice for the creative writing I wanted to do. Tomorrow morning...
Tomorrow afternoon I'm going to my friend's house, she's having an open studio, that will be awesome, she makes books and paints, it's a party for sure. This whole weekend has been open studios all over the place.
This week I also felt extraordinarily lonely. Not just for a person, but I think for a place and a time and an atmosphere of less stress, less expenses. If the government is going to screw us so most of us will never have much money, then can every thing just be cheaper so we can exist on the scraps we earn? I don't mind working but I want my money to grow, I want the result of extreme budgeting to be a sizable savings account, it's so fucking exhausting to scrimp and literally have a few pennies stowed away. I guess it's better than none, there's barely a fighting chance anymore it seems for many of us.
On to lighter and brighter thoughts. A beautiful day, well spent, good neighbors, warm hearts out there and my babies of course (my kittahs!) Oh and I bought a ring ($3) looks like much more, of an elephant head with a few tiny jewels, like Ganesh, it totally and completely rocks.
Which brings me right into what I've been doing the last few weekends among other things, planning and creating my Burning Man wardrobe.I love doing this part. I dyed the hot little bustier I got at the thrift store. I used an acid dye,the color is called tobacco leaf, a brownish, greenish, peachy color, but for whatever reason the instant I put it in the pot it was a deep zinfandel red. I left it in the maximum time but it's a deep beautiful red.The paper towels were a leafy color though. The red is pretty, very saturated and deep, but not for BM. I'm going 'over-dye' it in an espresso brown and see how that turns out. Next weekend.
I have two more white items I'm going to dye, the one I bought today, at full price! I think the tobacco leaf will work on it, there's some fabric on the inside seam I can test it on. Hopefully I get the green-brown I want.
My personal motif is steampunk: lace, earthy colors, leather, shells, bones (craft store bones), etc. I found a great belt at a thrift store on Friday after work, but I didn't have any money on me, I'm going to buy it on Monday and use that to make a utility belt.
I found it funny that after living half my live on the beach and collecting hundreds of tiny shells--thousands, that today I remembered I have one tiny jar that I brought out here with me when I moved from Florida. I'm going to use them to embellish the bustier but I need more. I wrote and asked my friend who is currently at her beach house in South Carolina if they have shells and if so if she could scoop me up a handful. No reply yet.
I have some ideas for gifts too. With my tight little budget I'm doing only so much each weekend and hopefully I'm not on manic panic mode the last weekend before the trek. I'm also going to practice setting up my tent. I have 2 friends with big yards, so I'll be visiting them for that purpose and a good reason to hang out. They both get a kick out of me going.
I'm excited about BM this year, only about half as overwhelmed as I was last year which I think is a good sign. It's going to be different, it will always be different. I'll be a little more solo this time I think, but who knows? I made such strong connections last year and this year I have new personal intents for the trip...
We're calling our camp the Shark Shack because the guy with all the goodies and the boat he turned into a car has a shark painted on it and we called it the shark car. He had great tunes and on the last night we were all together, we were eating inside one of the big tents (like I have now) because a wind storm was coming but Love Shack came on and we girls all ran outside in the wind and were dancing around and singing and the guys were just enjoying it all. So, we're the Shark Shack now.
There was work shit this week but I don't even want to write about it other than to mention it. I handled it well and got to know my actual boss better versus the misogynist, perverted, arrogant, condescending ass that, I learned, isn't even called a "lead," we're actually more on the same level, so I am no longer taking his shit. I think I came up against one of those situations that keep repeating until you figure them out. We'll see.
When I got home yesterday, I washed up and sank into the sofa with my laptop and the TV and dozed off right away. I slept there most of the night then went to bed around 2. I got up around 8, meaning I slept or dozed almost 12 hours. It was definitely from the stress of the week. I was exhausted and drained. I was triggered up from the conflict. Hate that. But accepted it. It's all part of it, right?
I've been wanting to write all day and now the day is done and this is good, but I don't have the juice for the creative writing I wanted to do. Tomorrow morning...
Tomorrow afternoon I'm going to my friend's house, she's having an open studio, that will be awesome, she makes books and paints, it's a party for sure. This whole weekend has been open studios all over the place.
This week I also felt extraordinarily lonely. Not just for a person, but I think for a place and a time and an atmosphere of less stress, less expenses. If the government is going to screw us so most of us will never have much money, then can every thing just be cheaper so we can exist on the scraps we earn? I don't mind working but I want my money to grow, I want the result of extreme budgeting to be a sizable savings account, it's so fucking exhausting to scrimp and literally have a few pennies stowed away. I guess it's better than none, there's barely a fighting chance anymore it seems for many of us.
On to lighter and brighter thoughts. A beautiful day, well spent, good neighbors, warm hearts out there and my babies of course (my kittahs!) Oh and I bought a ring ($3) looks like much more, of an elephant head with a few tiny jewels, like Ganesh, it totally and completely rocks.