I learned to spin, with a drop spindle, this afternoon.  Darcy brought over some roving and a little wooden spindle, which she left with me, and within a couple of hours I got it down.  I am still slow and a little awkward, but apparently I am doing well for an absolute amateur. I love it - it's magic and somehow meditative. I am buying myself some ( Read more... )

I feel like I have been being too verbose and very whiny, but I guess that is what personal online journals are for. Feel free to skip any and all of this ( Read more... )

And.... I am obviously not the sharpest knife in the drawer today.

After that last post telling the universe how tiiiiiiiired I am, I did the obvious thing and went to bed with a book.  And - here is where the plan got stupid - read the book.  You know, all 451 pages of it.

2 am is a perfectly reasonable bedtime on a school night, right?

Dear Family ( Read more... )

It is 3:45 am.  I drug my sorry butt to around midnight and fell asleep going on an hour later (read a bit, tossed a bit).  Sevie (Golden Retriever #3) has been going off periodically all night, and near constantly since 3:15.  I could ignore her, I suppose, but usually a barking and whining dog means something.  So we have been standing around in ( Read more... )

Okay, I am now about where I wanted to be on the thesis last night. I dont know if this means that I set ridiculous goals, or am inherently slow and procrastinatish.  Either way, I have a complete draft of the methods and results and wrote out the limitations of my study (that was a LONG paragraph. Stoopid project).  I shipped the Methods and ( Read more... )

It is getting emptier around here ( Read more... )

I am taking the whole "not sleeping" thing as a sign that I am a wee bit stressed about moving. I spent some time thinking about it, and decided the most anxiety producing part is the furniture, since I have no way to move it alone and no friends with big vehicles and lots of spare time to rely on. So, I pulled out the yellow pages and (taking ( Read more... )

I layed down for an hour, and tried to soothe myself to sleep by repeating "It will all work out okay. It is going to be okay. It is going to work out okay," over and over again ( Read more... )

I woke up late, and settled right in at the computer. I think there is a connection between my lack of boundaries and lack of work (i.e. I sleep in essentially the same clothes I wear all day, or pieces of them). My office is a wreck, and my life is overwhelming ( Read more... )