Once upon a time, I had two months left in my non-renewable work contract (read: a looming unemployment date). As my energy concentrated on the pending void, it was sucked away into a black hole of extreme stress. Then, like the proverbial straw, Stephen Harper (the real politician, not the vent) was elected with a majority (breaking my proverbial camel’s back.) My sense of humour and perspective came to a grindingly horrific halt.
Always the first thing to go (because it is yucky), I stopped working out. I stopped having sparkling dinner conversation, sending witty texts to my friends, conversing awkwardly with social acquaintances and even having intelligent comments on the news of the day. I lost interest in my fabulously awesome job, despite its superiority over everyotherjobintheentireworld. My cross-stitch languished on its little table. It was all I could do to sleep fitfully and occasionally shower. I’d like to blame Mr. Harper for this entire course of events, but that would probably be overdramatic. Even for me.
As you may have guessed by this point, my change-coping skills are somewhat underdeveloped. I curl up into a little ball of stress paralysis, eat chocolate for dinner and complain about everything.
BUT I AM BACK. I have a new job! A great job! With benefits! At a great company! With people I love! I started working out again, eating non-chocolate things for dinner, and am slowly regaining my ability for charming repartee. Things are looking up, which means you get to hear all about the stupid projects taking over my life.
I am sorry to admit that I did not spend my five months’ absence making hats. I thought hatmaking was all lace and garish plastic flowers, ostrich feathers and fanciful beading. Mistake. I googled that shit for about two minutes and found out that you have to use TOOLS and EQUIPMENT. No. So hatmaking is out.
Now that I have regained sufficient use of my cerebral powers, I have some other plans, so I will be posting these shortly. I just thought you all deserved a little explanation in the meantime.
stupid crafts 