Celebrate Good Times Come on!

Just finished my last full day at the summer job and as I was leaving the parking lot I sang the celebration song. 67 people and 90% of that streaming through the museum during the last couple hours. By the time I got home I was wrung out and shaking. I still have to go back on Tues to help lock up, but there will only be the workers, no customers filing through.

Now on Weds. I start working on the baskets for 3 hours a day.  It will be a relief to have my alone time again. My goal is 5 baskets by December. More if it works out.

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Plans for my days away from my job…

At last! Tomorrow is my last full day then I am sudo free until next year. Weds. I am going into my studio and really crack down on my basket weaving.  I actually downloaded a book that shows (and explains) what you need for the Nantucket baskets.  I am planning to order a couple of forms and some bases for the baskets next month so I can actually work on them! For me I find the larger baskets easier to work with than the smaller ones.

I know that my husband is bringing his childhood friend back for a (gasp!) two week visit.  We also have a bet going. I say he won’t last three days, my husband said a week, Winner gets their dinner (anything they want) made for them.  If it is longer, then not only is the bet null and void, but we take him to dinner to celebrate.

Just wish tomorrow was over with. I really didn’t want to work there, I wanted to get the tubs moved to the trailer and start decorating for Autumn!

Alone at last!

Well, hubster is gone for the next couple of weeks so (except for when I am working) I actually have some time for myself. I am taking today to relax since I work the next two days.  Saturday I am working on the lawn and going through the clothes in my closet.  I even have some time for meditation and some of my other pursuits which I had to put on hold. Who was it who deemed it that a woman could only pursue the life of a wife/mother and only have time for the whims of others yet not for herself?  I think they caused more problems for women than we needed.

What’s for dinner…?

What’s for dinner? They all seem to shout as I come home from work or in from my shop.  Not one suggestion or offer from those who stare in hopes the dinner will magically appear.
What’s for dinner? I ask them back but no answer will come from those staring back.
I throw out suggestions here and there but not one of those suggestions are accepted I fear. So I rummage through the cupboards and the internet too, hoping to find a dish that is new…

(Well tonight I decided on Salmon patties. Simple enough, but it would be nice if someone would speak up and give suggestions instead of expecting me to know what they do or do not want.)

After effects of Monday!

Funny how one forgets the foolishness of youth!  I DON’T drink, yet I do keep a couple wine coolers back for company (IE Mom). Those have been in my cupboard for over1 1/2 years now. I was so keyed up yesterday that instead of taking a 1/3 of a cup with Ice, I drank down a whole bottle. Needless to say I woke up with a migraine, an upset stomach and cotton mouth.
I swore that I would never overindulge again, yet I ignored that promise and paid the piper for it. So today will be a slow day since I have to drive my son home from Rapid tomorrow which means early down and no hangovers. Chores will help (laundry, baskets, and a few other things) keep me occupied.  Some gal called me up and asked if I had time to go over some items and I flat out said this was one of my “Bad days” instead of saying “hangover.”
I do have good and bad days, usually brought on by stress and being around people. This year seems to be more stressful than most.  I need to work to pay off some bills which are hanging over me (no help for hubster there) plus I promised my friend.  Not next year though!  I am having issues with the whole being in public thing again.  Just wish I could handle it better, then I wouldn’t need the wine coolers for a crutch to get me wound down!

 

 

Another wine cooler Monday!

I know I should get things done today and tomorrow, but I am having issues.  My stomach is really acting up and I am (again) having trouble sleeping.  I know I should be digging out my paints, reeds or the like, but every time I think about it something pops its head out and I find myself having to do things I did not plan on.  I know I should tell visitors “no” and take the proverbial phone off the hook, but that isn’t always as effective as one might think.  I have a neighbor down the block who always shows up unannounced for coffee (wither or not it is ready or I am in the middle of projects. A lady who always wants me to go for coffee with her and my other work that the hubster keeps piling up for me to do. Boy, I could use a wine cooler right about now! One wild berry mix please! Any way, I do hope your days/evenings are doing better than mine lately!

A quiet Thursday … NOT!!

Well it is going on 230 in the afternoon. Thought I would get the day to myself … Boy, was I ever dreaming! I went to the Post Office to check and see if my order of journals had arrived yet and ended up stopping at the museum as well to pick up two deteriorating mounted deer heads which I took to my mother’s garage so I could salvage the antlers before tossing the heads.  I then came home and our neighbor came over (10am) and stayed until 12 at which time I ordered a Chinese dish for lunch. I walk out the door and run into the friend again. I told him to watch the dogs while I picked up lunch. My husband calls and asks me to do something on the computer when he leaves. 215 he does leave and I get hubster’s correspondence taken care of and am told he was leaving on a one week trip on Sunday. AFTER I tell him I am taking the bus down to Rapid to pick up our son (no dogs allowed!) and I leave 645am on Weds. Which means mom has to watch them for the day and it takes her til 7 to get ready (if she has nothing else pending!). I am now out in my shop with my cold lunch and posting this. So much for my intentions to start on my baskets or anything else I planned to do while he was gone today.  I should know better.  He always has ways to screw up my day!