Coming out of hibernation

To put it plainly, the last six months have been a living hell for me. I've had problems in just about every arena in my life and it's not something that I necessarily would like to dwell upon or discuss. Just as I think things will improve, something else goes wrong. This has all forced me to retreat into the depths of my cave to hunker down and wait until the greyness of winter is over, shying away from many and trying to keep myself sane through my various hobbies. I have been a poor blogger and even poorer friend and all this has really taken its toll on me. It has been all I can do to keep myself afloat, but here's a run down of what I've been up to (the good stuff):

I've been pretty involved in knitting subculture having made a lot of friends through ravelry, allied with a local yarn store, and even won a Kninja verses Knitting Pirate charity hat knit-off. I finished my first pair of socks, a pair of slippers, a ton of hats (waachaa kninja skills). I'm liking this as my creative outlet and have developed my mise en place as a result, aquiring exquisit yarns, knitting bags, and various tools of the trade. Knitting keeps my hands busy while letting my mind do whatever it is that it does while I'm knitting and when I'm done, I've made something. My favorite thing to do is to watch documentaries on netflix watch it now or pbs and knit with a puppy or two in my lap. Ahhh, serenity

All of this craziness has made me regress to primitive forms of entertainment like spinning wool into yarn and dyeing yarn (modern twist: with koolaid). I've signed up for Yarn School where I'll head to an artists residency in a remodeled school in BFE Kansas for 5 days to learn how to do all this better. Next I'll be churning butter. Well, I would be if Tom liked butter. Just kidding. There's something incredibly soothing about the repetition of spinning yarn and when I am done, I have something that I can use to feed hobby number one (see above).

I've leveled a few WOW toons, one to 55, one to 35 and many cleverly named others to a place where they can collect rest XP. Let me tell you there is not much like relieving stress by living vicariously through a female green orc warrior with a pink mohawk, a nose ring and a smiling scowl who has a huge axe hanging on her back and is not afraid to use it.

With all these activities, Tom's help, and puppy kisses, I have survived and now that Spring is in the air, I'm tempted to wander from my cave and find joy in the sunshine again (even though that fucker will give me a bad burn). This life of mine is still sucking pretty badly, but they're getting better. I only have one week and I'll be going on an extended vacation, one well deserved. The first part will be yarn school. After that I'm coming home and cleansing the house - finishing unpacking (yes. 4 months later. don't get judge-ey) hanging stuff on walls, and putting a bunch of stuff on ebay. Then as a reward for my hard work at home, Tom and I are whisking ourselves away to sunny Dominican Republic (*queue applause*) where we have an all inclusive vacation deal and where I plan to sit around, drink free tropical drinks, knit, try not to get sunburned, relax and maybe snorkel some.

I just need to hold on for one more week. One more week until vacation. One more week until respite.

04.16.08 3:27pm(7 comments)