Can you believe this???

Everyday Adventures

I can’t. I’m sick again. Ugh! This time though I think it might be that flu that’s going around as opposed to another round of bronchitis (not that it would be unheard of for me to have two cases in as many weeks, but come on!), still, it really sorta sucks.

 And the thing is, I’ve been taking it easy. I have no reason for the cosmos making me slow down even more! Nuh huh. But oh well, what’s a girl to do but take the happy cold pills and hope it goes away sooner rather than later.

 In other news, the Sonnet sweater is < -> close to being finished. I have something like 7 rows left on the second sleeve and then six seams to sew and it’s finished! I’m working on figuring out this whole digital scrapbooking thing, and sewing should commence soon on extra tunics & chemises for GWXV (once the world stops spinning everytime I move my head too quickly that is).

 Oh, and my local friends who read this: did I leave a white 12-sided polygon plate at one of your homes at one event or another. I suddenly realized this weekend that my china cupboard was down by one and I think Pfaltzgraf discontinued that ‘pattern’, so if you see it could we try to reunite it with its brothers? Thanks!

from blindleadsblind

Everyday Adventures

a little late-night diversion

Elf

You are an elf. An elf is like a human but much fairer and pure. Elves are usually tall, with pointed ears, and resemble humans very closely, but elves are usually much more beautiful. Elves are a distant race. They prefer to keep to themselves, because often, many of them feel that their race is superior to humans. Elves symbolize wisdom, prudence, love, and hope. They are very merry and happy. They are forever young and delight in music. They are natural artists as well.

Lists

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I love them. In fact, I’m one of those people that finds it hard to function without one (or several as the case may be). Lists are what finally made the chaos of Lion’s Tourney manageable, and are what make my multitude of unrelated projects a glimmer of a possibilty.

 Now that LT is over, I now have a kind of strage list of things to do before GWXV. It’s strange because its more a list of groups of tasks, and will change and be edited more than just crossed off one by one.

 So today, at work, when I finally finsihed what I barely started yesterday morning, and finished up the ‘must do’ bit (not that there is really anything that isn’t must-do in my work), I was completely at a loss. I mean, I sat there just not sure which mountain of paperwork to tackle first. I definitely could have used a list and will make one once I get payroll done in the morning. Hopefully that will help.

 One thing I really like are lists I don’t have to create, just follow. One particular one has come to my attention, a list of accomplishments one should have (at least to some thinking), and I look forward to starting down that list before too very long. It’s almost like a curriculum, following another person’s list.

Speaking my mind

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No, not here. I’m not going to hold-forth on a soapbox in this entry, merely I’m contemplating how freeing it is to be able to speak my mind and not worry quite so much about the consequences.

See, this past weekend had a slight communication glitch between Mon Amour and I. Basically there was none so the vague idea of having plans that I thought we had didn’t happen and I didn’t know why. So by Monday morning, well, I was a bit pissed at the lack of communication.

Here’s the thing. Usually, in my ‘past life’, I would rationalize my way out of the anger paper bag to the point that it would be my fault for not doing x, y or z and that I had no right to be angry or upset. This tactic worked great for avoiding confrontations but pretty much made me an emotional doormat, incapable of owning my own feelings. Then, when I would get so fed up from all the bottled-up resentment, et al. I would finally speak my mind, and life as I knew it would end in a blaze of tears and recriminations, etc. etc. and so forth.

I think it’s pretty obvious that I didn’t want to step back into that cycle.

So, this morning, when I did finally hear from Mon Amour, I explained that I was ‘a bit peeved’ at the lack of communication. Nor did I allow myself to rationalize my way out of it. Yes, the door (phone, IM, email, etc.) swings both ways. I, however, had plenty of justified reasons why, in this case at least, it wasn’t going to dissuade me from my ire. Not only that… I explained them, in detail, and vented. This, for me, is a huge step–would even count as a confrontation in my world (something I usually avoid like the plague). And you know what? It was okay.

Mon Amour didn’t tell me I was too much to deal with/too much of a headcase/had too much baggage. He didn’t ‘walk away’ or give me the electronic cold shoulder. There was no passive-agressive warplay. Nothing. He acknowledged my reasons, validating them in a way, offerred a few bits of information for the future, and owned up as to the fact that he probably should have informed me that even our vague plan to have plans wasn’t going to happen.

(Because you see, the point was not so much that we didn’t see each other this weekend. I can handle not seeing him *if* I know that it’s not going to happen for whatever reason. But it was supposed to, and didn’t, and there was no communication; this was the real problem here.)

Now, if we look back on past relationships, could this open communication/confrontation style have helped some of them? Maybe, but probably not as much as one would hope. See, I also had a knack for picking the KINGS of manipulative passive-agression as boyfriends/husbands, so this sort of behaviour might have thinned the herd a little bit, but probably not so much.

Nonetheless, a certain amount of empowerment has been acheived. I regret the past no more than it deserves, but definitely look forward to a more open future.

Hey, look, a post!

Everyday Adventures

Not a long one tonight, I’m afraid, though my absence would seem to require one in explanation. Gentle readers I was merely laying low–hibernating if you will–after the stress and rigors of the event. Now that LT is over (and went very well, btw, the only issues were of my own physical limitations creating severe discomfort) and life can career on towards GWXV things here at the ‘blog should resume their normal (and frequently posting) pace. More tomorrow night, for now it’s bed time!