Progress!

I started clearing out my spare bedroom/sewing room today and made some really good progress.  Most of the junk is gone, and tomorrow I will set up some storage cubes in the wardrobe in the room and organize my sewing stuff.  Then I’ll get my Sylvia Cabinet unfolded and put my Bernina back in it!  Set up the Ott lite, rehang the projector screen/design wall, and I’ll be all set!  Then I can start to work on the studio upstairs!  I’d have it all done if I hadn’t had my sugar dive today.  It kind of wiped me out, but hopefully, I’ll feel great and ready to go in the morning.

Ozzie and I managed to get in three ball-throwing sessions in spite of the rain today.  That dog is so happy retrieving a ball.  His favorite thing in life (well, except maybe snuggling with the kitties!).  G’night all, I’m off to bed.

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I’m allergic to work

Not only can I be a champion procrastinator, but my body decides to fail me when I decide to make some headway.  I got up this morning, did some cleaning in the kitchen, began to stow some of the items I brought home from retreat last weekend, and then decided that I would not set up my sewing machine again until it could go into the beautiful Sylvia Cabinet that I bought for it three years ago.  I have used this cabinet a couple of times, and it is wonderful.  A great place to stow the Bernina, and a fabulous sewing area.  However, I took the machine out of the cabinet a few years ago to go to a retreat, and I started stashing so much junk in that room, that I can’t even get to the cabinet anymore, never mind sew in there!  <rolleyes>  So, I decided my mission for the weekend would be to declutter the spare bedroom/sewing room, get my machine set up in there (instead of on the kitchen/dining room table) and feel good about downsizing.  However, first things first.  Had to go outside and throw the ball for the dog.  In typical adult ADD fashion, I had to start some laundry on the way to the back yard, and I took some lyrica this morning because I’m having some sciatic pain (in my left leg instead of the usual right).  So I finally get out there and start throwing the ball, and I’m thinking . . . wow, that lyrica has become really potent since I have not taken it in a long, long time.  I feel woozy.  So, I keep playing, figuring I’m on drugs and there’s nothing that can be done.  I decide I’m really woozy, so I better go inside.  As I start to walk, I notice that my vision is jiggly.  Uh-oh.  Find the blood sugar meter, QUICK!  Reading is 44.  Supposed to be 70-100.  So, I’m lying here on the couch with my hands shaking and my brain most likely not making any sense, and I’m eating butterscotch disks and typing.  I’ve got some beef jerky to follow the sugar up with.  Hopefully, I’ll be back in shape to tackle the room in about an hour.  You think I’d learn by now.  Some kids are just kind of thick!

Suspicion

Do you ever wonder if people are purposely trying to drive you crazy?  Maybe I’ve just gotten really bad at explaining myself (and other things) lately, but I have a few people who keep plaguing me with questions when they could check the facts in other locations.  I’m trying not to be to frustrated by this, but most of you who really know me understand that patience is not my strongest trait.  As if, eh?  I am grateful that it is Friday Eve. . . and the eve of a Friday before a holiday weekend to boot.  I need a break.  Last weekend was a four-day retreat at Silver Falls State Park.  It was so fun and so relaxing, but just packing up to go and then packing up to come back can add a bit of stress to the whole thing.  This weekend I’m staying put.  Hoping to do a little yard work, a little house work, and a whole lot of sewing and quilting.  Of course, I won’t have my quilting buddies here to keep me laughing, and I won’t have the guys at the lodge cooking me wonderful meals, but I’ll just hang out with the kitties and the pup, and we’ll have a good time.  I’m deciding right now that we will have a wonderful time, no matter what we do.

I need to make some decisions about work.  Do I continue in my current position for another four months even though I feel, at times, as though it will kill me, or do I resign and work part-time in other areas on campus?  The plus about staying where I am for now is that my benefits are paid.  And, of course, a full-time salary goes further in paying off the debts than a part-time salary would.  Money isn’t everything though, and you definitely can’t spend it on fun things if your health is suffering.

I suspect a long weekend will be helpful in making decisions and relaxing.  Enjoy the holiday.  Remember your loved ones who have gone before you and those who have lost their lives in service to our country.  Put your feet up and contemplate the backs of your eyelids.

Spring slug

I’m out of gas.  Just have not had any energy lately.  I need to snap out of it.  I have a lot to do at work, lots of quilts to do at home, the yard needs tending, the dog has a new auto ball launcher that I haven’t managed to set up yet.  I seem to be frozen to the couch.  This is not good.  By contrast, my second cousin will be attempting to summit Everest on Sunday.  No joke.  Mike has done six of the seven summits (highest peak on each continent) and Everest is the last peak to conquer.  I’m praying he’ll make it and come back safely.

I have a huge king-sized quilt on the frame that I need to wrap-up this weekend.  It’s a gift that my customer needs to give soon, so I need to get it done.  Lots of pretty Laurel Burch fabrics.  I think Mary said this was her first quilt.  She is an ambitious gal!  Not only is it huge, it’s fairly well pieced for a first quilt.  I hope to have some pics when I finish.

So, if you’ve been wondering where I am, I’m still here, just swamped and attempting to slog my way through.  My first retirement check has come, so I’m beginning to think about stopping work at the UO.  I may need to sleep for a month when I’m finally done!