On Sunday I realized my Saturday fit (as I'm now calling my bad mood) went deeper than just the feeling that my desire to be conscientious (about so many things) was a Sisyphean task. I'd seen some of the signs earlier, but I'd tried to ignore them or explain them away.
Here are some of the signs:
Frankly, not much is going to change next semester. While I'm only teaching three classes, I'll only have about seven or eight students less, but the contact hours will be lower. But I'm a big believer in the adage "Forewarned is forearmed," so I'm working on some scheduling and planning.
For example, I've chosen the projects I'm going to work on in the next couple of months. After the sweater-for-a-certain-someone is finished, I'm going to knit the Sophia Loren sweater using the LettLopi the ladyfriend brought back for me from Iceland (be still, my beating heart!). Coincidentally, another woman in Hamilton did this sweater in the LettLopi as well. It's a sign!
I've also planned out two sewing projects. For my birthday last year, the ladyfriend's mom bought me this pattern and money for fabric.
This is the fabric I've ordered for it (see yesterday's comment about fabric made in Italy):
I am also planning on making another Alabama Chanin dress with fabric I got for Christmas a few years ago (red!). I'm actually going to be modifying their t-shirt pattern into a dress. I'm really excited to do some serious hand-sewing (for myself).
I think part of being "forewarned" is just understanding what's going on. I'm looking forward to returning to yoga, and this semester has demonstrated that I can, indeed, keep up with the marking (no more papers "curing" for a week at home before I read them - hah!). I can cut myself some slack while taking advantage of whatever time becomes available.
And in case you're concerned, there are chicken bones in the fridge ready to be made into stock.
Here are some of the signs:
- You don't make pickles
- In fact, the larder is pretty low on home-canned goods
- You haven't gone to yoga since the summer (yikes!)
- You cook, but you're not really cooking (if you know what I mean)
- You're making a lot of socks because everything feels like it needs to be portable and pretty manageable (low commitment)
- You run out of homemade stock
Frankly, not much is going to change next semester. While I'm only teaching three classes, I'll only have about seven or eight students less, but the contact hours will be lower. But I'm a big believer in the adage "Forewarned is forearmed," so I'm working on some scheduling and planning.
For example, I've chosen the projects I'm going to work on in the next couple of months. After the sweater-for-a-certain-someone is finished, I'm going to knit the Sophia Loren sweater using the LettLopi the ladyfriend brought back for me from Iceland (be still, my beating heart!). Coincidentally, another woman in Hamilton did this sweater in the LettLopi as well. It's a sign!
I've also planned out two sewing projects. For my birthday last year, the ladyfriend's mom bought me this pattern and money for fabric.
Wish they'd just style the models in a contemporary way; why make it seem costumey? |
I am also planning on making another Alabama Chanin dress with fabric I got for Christmas a few years ago (red!). I'm actually going to be modifying their t-shirt pattern into a dress. I'm really excited to do some serious hand-sewing (for myself).
I think part of being "forewarned" is just understanding what's going on. I'm looking forward to returning to yoga, and this semester has demonstrated that I can, indeed, keep up with the marking (no more papers "curing" for a week at home before I read them - hah!). I can cut myself some slack while taking advantage of whatever time becomes available.
And in case you're concerned, there are chicken bones in the fridge ready to be made into stock.
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