What’s your coping mechanism when you feel stress? Mine is to sleep. It wasn’t always that way. I used to fret and lose sleep. Fret, smoke, eat a lot of crappy food, drink too much, maybe smoke again then fret. Now I just want to fall into a coma, convinced that blue-fingered gnomes will come in and complete whatever task needs completing.
Alas, my magical thinking skills don’t work that way. I’ve been slapped silly with projects I’m determined to complete, a class I’ve volunteered to teach and let’s not even look at stuff I’ve committed to do for and with my daughter. (I like that stuff the best. 🙂
So, let’s take a breath here. I’m not complaining one bit. All of the things I need to get done are things are really excited about. I’m finishing up a dress for my baby girl, I’ve tweaked my Flemish over-gown and kirtle patterns to within an inch of their little pattern-y lives and they should look great in their next incarnations, I’m making pants for my sweetie and the class I’m working on is a beginner class on spinning. All the spindles are made. I just have to knock out a solid handout and I’m good! Then, it’s on to my next set of projects.
So let’s talk about this weekend. I went to Midwinter hosted by the Barony of Southdowns. It’s a lovely event. I spent most of the day sitting around and chatting. The only pictures I took were with my cell phone and I took them of the sock monkey my daughter had sent with me to keep me company. Oh look, here’s a particularly lovely picture now.
Time to work on projects!!
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| Baroness Muirenn giving my monkey sugar. |
