one at a time
Apr. 22nd, 2009 09:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I've been getting into the habit of arising while Z is showering, making a pot of coffee, sitting with my computer, checking email quickly, and then setting the computer aside (often with music playing) while I sit and bind eyelets on the blue dress. I want it finished for mid-June; there may be an event before that, but I don't know, so I'm setting my sights on that.
I'm trying to just bind eyelets whenever I'm sitting and not doing anything else. Last night I bound one. Normally I can do a pair before I have to go do something else, or before I lose focus and have to stop.
It's hard to do them for criss-cross lacing, after having spiral knocked into my head on all previous projects. But spiral looks odd to the modern eye. So criss-cross it will be, I think.
I need to find a really good cord or ribbon to use.
But I'm trying to just do it a little at a time, instead of devoting a huge block of time to it. I have other things I need to get done.
So many things are in the garden, and while this rain is wonderful-- I thought it was kind of ridiculous to have to water plants in April!-- it makes it hard for me to finish turning over the soil in the tomato bed, for example. Though cultivating to pull out weeds is easy when the ground's sodden-- the weeds pull right out of the thin mud. Just gotta find somewhere safe to stand...
I'm supposed to have heard back about Job A by today, and if I don't by today, I am to call them. I hate that, hate being the one who has to call. I'm terrible about that sort of thing. And Job B, which seemed so perfect in its description; well, I'm confident I could do a great job, but I'm also pretty confident I didn't make that clear to them, so I think my odds of getting it are about the same as my odds of being granted the power of time travel. Oh well.
I decided in conversation in Illinois that the superpower I really want is to be able to stop time so I could sleep. Not to not have to sleep-- I like to sleep-- but to have my sleep time not count in the real world. So to my enemies-- and friends-- it would seem like I never slept, but I would still get to enjoy it.
So, even in the middle of a global crisis, even in the midst of a bomb counting down to explode, I could get a nice solid sleep-till-I-wake nap in, and always be refreshed and bright. I could just be like, bing! and everything freezes, and I curl up in my little extra-dimensional nest and sleep a while.
I could get so much done. I could figure out the secret of time travel or flight or invisibility or whatever else it is that people want with superpowers, because I'd have time.
(I said this because I was at that point on about Day 8 of staying up very late and getting up very early to get everything done I needed to, and I was tired.)
I'm trying to just bind eyelets whenever I'm sitting and not doing anything else. Last night I bound one. Normally I can do a pair before I have to go do something else, or before I lose focus and have to stop.
It's hard to do them for criss-cross lacing, after having spiral knocked into my head on all previous projects. But spiral looks odd to the modern eye. So criss-cross it will be, I think.
I need to find a really good cord or ribbon to use.
But I'm trying to just do it a little at a time, instead of devoting a huge block of time to it. I have other things I need to get done.
So many things are in the garden, and while this rain is wonderful-- I thought it was kind of ridiculous to have to water plants in April!-- it makes it hard for me to finish turning over the soil in the tomato bed, for example. Though cultivating to pull out weeds is easy when the ground's sodden-- the weeds pull right out of the thin mud. Just gotta find somewhere safe to stand...
I'm supposed to have heard back about Job A by today, and if I don't by today, I am to call them. I hate that, hate being the one who has to call. I'm terrible about that sort of thing. And Job B, which seemed so perfect in its description; well, I'm confident I could do a great job, but I'm also pretty confident I didn't make that clear to them, so I think my odds of getting it are about the same as my odds of being granted the power of time travel. Oh well.
I decided in conversation in Illinois that the superpower I really want is to be able to stop time so I could sleep. Not to not have to sleep-- I like to sleep-- but to have my sleep time not count in the real world. So to my enemies-- and friends-- it would seem like I never slept, but I would still get to enjoy it.
So, even in the middle of a global crisis, even in the midst of a bomb counting down to explode, I could get a nice solid sleep-till-I-wake nap in, and always be refreshed and bright. I could just be like, bing! and everything freezes, and I curl up in my little extra-dimensional nest and sleep a while.
I could get so much done. I could figure out the secret of time travel or flight or invisibility or whatever else it is that people want with superpowers, because I'd have time.
(I said this because I was at that point on about Day 8 of staying up very late and getting up very early to get everything done I needed to, and I was tired.)
