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Well it's that time. If I want to wear the epic fail dress tomorrow night I should probably think about putting new sleeves in it..but I REALLY don't want to. Partially because sleeves seem to be my Achilles heel, everything else fits wonderful but the sleeves STINK. And partially because it means facing what a complete costuming failure I am. 

So instead of dealing with them I'm sitting here feeling so overwhelmed by Christmas that I don't know where to start. Given that we are flat broke this year Christmas needs to be homemade, which in theory is fine. I LIKE making gifts, and I used to think I was good at it. But there's so much to do I just want to curl up in a ball instead of actually working to make any of it better. 

This week I plan to:

Make fudge
Make Garlic Jelly for Mom (not like you put on toast you use it in cooking and she loves garlic so why not try it?)
Make scrub cap for Dad
Make slippers for sister, father-in-law and Aunt-in-Law
Mail packages
Find gift for BIL
Make a few friend gifts not sure what those will be yet.
Make pickles for Rob

I guess that list doesn't seem too bad, just a lot when it's all jumbled up in my head.

But first I must finish this damn dress so I can have a fun evening out tomorrow with [livejournal.com profile] blackcat452[livejournal.com profile] mandie_rw, and [livejournal.com profile] hiraimi and anyone else who wants to join. Guess I'll go make myself take off the OLD sleeves, getting started is the hardest part right?
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It's pouring. Driving rain.  Two thoughts. First I have an overwhelming urge to curl up on the couch and watch movies all day. Second can you imagine if all this rain was snow. How amazing! I happen to love snow being from upstate NY, Pennsylvanians are wimps about snow as far as I'm concerned. One inch and they panic. Granted they also don't plow the roads.

So I'm laying in bed this morning thinking, "wow I really should get up." and Rob very kindly rolls over and starts snoring directly into my ear...ooookay guess I'm up now.

I'm trying to write a letter of resignation to work. Which is proving very hard. Part of me is soooo excited to leave (part of me is equally terrified of the great unknown, part of me tells that part to stuff it and gets excited again) but telling C that I'm officially leaving will be hard. They have no idea how much the rely on me. I was going down the list of things that only I ever do. 1. Check payroll at the end of the week. 2. Ingram 3. PCN 4. Actually work the overstock boxes and not just sign off that I did them. The list goes on and on. C's been a fun manager and made the place down right livable, but that doesn't mean that I'm not itching for new better challenges. So I'm back to trying to write a letter that expresses my appreciation for all that I've learned, but is firm in the I'm leaving kind of way....

...so stay tuned for the next chapter of my adventures.

Burnt

Jun. 9th, 2009 08:41 pm
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I feel burnt out. It's my one day off before the picnic and I NEED to be making serious headway but instead I'm totally stuck. I STILL don't have sleeves, I don't have a finished bodice, I don't have a skirt of any form, and I don't have any kind of headwear.  The stress from work has just zapped my creative juices. The apt is a superfund site, Rob's not here, and I just wanna cry. I so deseperately wanted a nice fun bustle dress to wear to this event! I don't want to wear my pintuck blouse cause it's hot and I wore it last time, My regency from halloween is really poorly constructed and I'm so capable of doing this it is making me angry that I just can't seem to do it! I'm better than this!!!!

*sigh* maybe if I curl up in a ball for an hour it'll make itself

Burnt

Jun. 9th, 2009 08:41 pm
robinsnest: (Default)
I feel burnt out. It's my one day off before the picnic and I NEED to be making serious headway but instead I'm totally stuck. I STILL don't have sleeves, I don't have a finished bodice, I don't have a skirt of any form, and I don't have any kind of headwear.  The stress from work has just zapped my creative juices. The apt is a superfund site, Rob's not here, and I just wanna cry. I so deseperately wanted a nice fun bustle dress to wear to this event! I don't want to wear my pintuck blouse cause it's hot and I wore it last time, My regency from halloween is really poorly constructed and I'm so capable of doing this it is making me angry that I just can't seem to do it! I'm better than this!!!!

*sigh* maybe if I curl up in a ball for an hour it'll make itself

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