puttering along
Jan. 29th, 2021 12:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
all_strange_wondersNot sure if it's the new med or if there's something else going on with the brainmeats that I'm not fully aware of, but I feel like the amount of productive time when I can get shit done is increasing. Like, I have had at least a couple of productive hours every day so far this week. So far, this mostly shows up for work (since that's the biggest single sink for my time and energy), but chores have also been a tiny bit easier to do/keep up with. I also picked up my spindles for the first time since... I don't know, maybe actually March? I'm back to park-and-draft because it's been so long, but it was still good.
I put them down in March because the crushing terror of a global pandemic under Trump completely wrecked my fine motor control--my anxiety and dread made my hands too shaky to manage spinning. Everything is still terrible and horrifying, but at least I've gotten accustomed enough to it that my hands will cooperate again? It's a hell of a thing to be grateful for.
Other things... Mira Furlan died, and it turns out that I don't actually have any IRL folks who will understand why that hit me like a punch to the gut. Realizing that threw me for almost as much of a loop as finding out about her death in the first place, and gave me deeply weird dreams about the one person I've known who was as into B5 as I was. That briefly tempted me to reach out, but fortunately my waking brain was able to remember that the dude is completely toxic for my mental and emotional health.
I gave in and bought a wool-blend tweed skirt off of Amazon. The construction is a bit... haphazard? Looks like the only attention paid to grain while cutting was for the waistband, the lining was frankly dreadful (and has already been removed), and it has a zipper without a hook and eye at the top. Fortunately, I have scissors, sewing supplies, and an assortment of notions on hand. And it is like wearing a nice woolly blanket for work, so it will do until I can invest the time and/or money for something better (and until we have closet space again).
I put them down in March because the crushing terror of a global pandemic under Trump completely wrecked my fine motor control--my anxiety and dread made my hands too shaky to manage spinning. Everything is still terrible and horrifying, but at least I've gotten accustomed enough to it that my hands will cooperate again? It's a hell of a thing to be grateful for.
Other things... Mira Furlan died, and it turns out that I don't actually have any IRL folks who will understand why that hit me like a punch to the gut. Realizing that threw me for almost as much of a loop as finding out about her death in the first place, and gave me deeply weird dreams about the one person I've known who was as into B5 as I was. That briefly tempted me to reach out, but fortunately my waking brain was able to remember that the dude is completely toxic for my mental and emotional health.
I gave in and bought a wool-blend tweed skirt off of Amazon. The construction is a bit... haphazard? Looks like the only attention paid to grain while cutting was for the waistband, the lining was frankly dreadful (and has already been removed), and it has a zipper without a hook and eye at the top. Fortunately, I have scissors, sewing supplies, and an assortment of notions on hand. And it is like wearing a nice woolly blanket for work, so it will do until I can invest the time and/or money for something better (and until we have closet space again).
Mira Furlan
Date: 2021-02-07 04:50 pm (UTC)https://youtu.be/ZKQ-gCXgMUk
We are actually in the midst of a rewatch - currently in season 4. I first watched it in college when it was originally airing, and introduced Becky to it a few years back when she saw the whole thing for the first time.