Okay

It's Friday afternoon and I am sitting at my desk near the open front door. It's cool today, in the 50s and only expected to get up into the 70s. The sky is very clear and blue. 

What's been going on?

I had therapy yesterday afternoon and scheduled for Monday because this is always a hard time of year. I need as much therapy as I can get at this time of year. 

After therapy, we went for takeout from the Korean restaurant. It wasn't that great--I really wanted ramen, but circumstances were against us--but I didn't have to cook or do the dishes which was great. I also got a box of things from WAWAK: two bulbs to replace the bulb in my sewing machine that burned out a year ago, a new seam ripper, and two new pairs of scissors because they were having a sale on scissors. (I have kind of a scissor thing. I have way too many pairs of scissors. I have four pairs of Fiskars (one is only for paper, one is a pair of pinking shears), four pairs of Kai scissors (two for cutting fabric, one for embroidery, one detail), about four small pairs of detail scissors, a pair of Ginghers, and a pair of scissors made from German steel that are beautiful and far too heavy to use regularly. Those are just my sewing scissors. I also have five or six pairs of scissors that cut decorative edges on paper, three pairs of scissors for cutting hair, a small set for small paper jobs, and...that may be it. Oh, nope. I forgot the kitchen shears. So we have twenty-three or twenty-four pairs of scissors in the house.)

I'm still working on my new quilt (GHOST STORY) but I had to slow down because my right wrist was starting to get painful. Pinning panels--opening and closing quilting pins--is murder on my right hand. It's bad enough that I've started to toss the pins that are hard to open and close in favor of saving the ones that are much easier to open and close. (I made the mistake of mixing two brands of pins, one of which is wonderful, one of which was not.) There are nine panels in the quilt. My original plan was to quilt three panels a day, but my wrist had another plan, so I've only done two in the last three days. When it's done, the quilt will be about 60"x70."

Pollen is kicking my ass right now, as is the new blood pressure medication the NP put me on. That plus this malaise that characterizes this time of year means that all I want to do is sleep. 

I had started reading the Hemingway (did I talk about this last time) and it was beautiful and awful and I had to put it down finally because it was depressing the shit out of me. (He finished it the year before he died by suicide and it reads like a very long suicide note disguised as the most beautiful literature, like he was saying goodbye to his life and his work.) I got online and ordered a handful of lighter stuff (I hope it's lighter anyway). In the meantime I've been spending far too much time watching old episodes of 30 Rock and Seinfeld and sewing (some quilting, but mostly clothing alteration) videos on YouTube. 

And those have been my days.

Okay, then.