Random Rambling for October 2017

Waiting for someone to return a DVD to the Library is such a test of patience. It was due back on the twenty-first and hasn’t been returned yet. I’m hoping that whomever is holding Intro to Lace Knitting it is alright and in good health.

 

  • 45+ knitted cast-ons & bind-offs with Ann Budd (Held)
  • Knitting daily workshop : one knit design, many versions : a guide to knitwear pattern and garment making (Held)
  • Aran lace knitting (Held)
  • Knitting daily workshop : getting started, basics and beyond, with Eunny Jang (Held)
  • Yarn to fit : keys to successful knitting. (Shipped)
  • Continental knitting (Shipped)
  • Join as you go knitting (Shipped)
  • Knitting workshop (Shipped)
  • More than two : a practical guide to ethical polyamory by Veaux, Franklin (Shipped)
  • Intro to lace knitting Active (since 10/19/2017) (Hold in Waiting)

Not much else is happening in my life.

 

I have read almost fifty books this year. I’m presently at book number forty-eight.

 

Tomorrow, I’m making a telephone call to start the process of re-entering college after untold years of being out. To be honest, I am not looking forward to this but my life cannot move forward without facing this. In order to get the jobs that will pay for the medications which keep me functional AND in the lifestyle I’d like to maintain, I need to go to college or trade school. Living the way I am now just isn’t sustainable in the long term. Doing studies, while fun, takes a toll after a while, especially regarding traveling. 

 

The second call I make will be to get my eyes checked by an eye doctor for the first time since I turned eighteen. I’m now thirty-six. My primary care physician was insistent that I do this. My vision has been blurry for going on two months now only I didn’t notice it until I started knitting the sweater. I was spending so much time being uncharacteristically happy and outside prior to then. It didn’t dawn on me that everything was getting hazy. Thankfully, as best as I can tell, there are no blind spots in my vision, so it could just be a matter of my age catching up to me and me needing glasses.

 

In the meantime, I work as best I can. I’m taking a short break from working on the Flax sweater to work on a Hobbes doll. The Pharmacy delivery guy will be coming within the next two to three days and I want to have his replacement gift doll ready for him before tomorrow is over. Seeing the stitches is a bit of an issue but, thankfully, I have been able to use a combination of feeling for them and seeing the light coming through the holes in the crochet work.

 

Mind you, look at the progress I’ve made on the Flax sweater. I still think that I’m going too slow for what I know my abilities to be but considering the distractions I’ve had over the past few weeks, I think that this is pretty good progress. Not bad for an English thrower, eh?

 

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Speaking of my knitting style… that’s about to change. As soon as the library gets that video on Continental Knitting in, I’m switching on all projects except this sweater for tension reasons. I want to knit faster and more efficiently. I’m also sick of getting this callus on the tip of my index finger on my left hand whenever I knit. Hopefully, learning to knit in the Continental style will eliminate the appearance of said callus. Once my tension matches, if I haven’t finished the sweater by then, I’ll switch hands.

 

My plants are all growing well and my plan is to give one of my Pineapple babies away. I’m just hoping that it isn’t too cold outside when I’m due to give it away this coming November.

 

Oh yeah, I’m back to posting videos on YouTube with a new and improved introduction and a video about…my Flax sweater…up so far. I don’t really know where I’m going with this. Everyone is pushing me to do a podcast but I’m lacking in ideas and stamina to keep it going by myself. Now, if I had a partner or a regular interview segment or something, maybe it would work. I’m not sure but I’d be willing to give it a try. I’d be the first to admit that I’m not the most charismatic person on the planet but I can learn and am willing to try.

 

If I do start a show, I’d be spoiled for choice on subjects. I have so many things I’m interested in or involved in. From Gardening to Fiber Arts to Linguistics and beyond, I’d never run out of topics, that’s for sure.

 

Well, I can’t blog all day. I’d better get cracking on this Hobbes doll.

 

Until the next time, have a safe and fantastic journey around the Sun. Take care, my friends. Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Vampire Writing Hours

I’ve been so stressed out lately. I’m giving serious thought to inverting my schedule just so I can get some peace and quiet to write in. Apparently, it takes the passage of midnight for people to stop banging on the friggin’ front door or ringing the phone. Sometimes… *glare* …not even then will the noise stop.

 

The only writing I’ve gotten done is a story I’ve completed after nine years. It’s not for NaNoWriMo but it’s something I’ve been anxious about completing. I consider it done now at thirty-nine pages. Thanks to my friend, it has a title. I’ve put it up on a few sites, including my own InsaneJournal behind F-lock. I may put it up on another site a friend just told me about last night but, for that, I’ll have to go over it with a fine toothed comb for errors. I do that now but, as of now, it’s just me reading my writings. No Beta reader. I’ll just have to up my game of checking after myself. I did get positive feedback about it though. That’s something. Now, I just have to keep churning them out.

 

Finally have an appointment for the doctor to get this bronchitis checked out. I don’t have the strength or the patience to go to the offices with more open appointments available, so I’m waiting for the one in my area even though it’s got fewer available appointments and on a later date.

 

Speaking of appointments, I have an appointment to donate platelets in forty four days. This will be the first time I’ve been back in almost four years. Life and various tiny illnesses/injuries just kept getting in the way. Like this darn bronchitis. Hopefully, I’ll be in peak physical condition come my appointment time. I normally pull a high number too, whatever that means. I’ll remind myself to look up what that means. It’ll just be fun to be helping out again.

 

I’m also taking my buddy, Winky – the Blood Drop.

 

He’s a squeeze ball. I made him off of a pattern I found on Ravelry.

 

I’m getting sleepy now. So, I’m going to take a nap, so I can wake up at 1am my time to write. Later!

Hello, Earthlings…

Say hello to my little friend.

 

No, wait.

 

Say hello to Kathleen’s Coffee Table Topper at seventeen rounds. This pattern has a tendency to bunch up early on, before the wings are crocheted on. It is fully round, I can assure you.

 

My original finish date of the 7th of March has been postponed until the 9th. I have a really bad cold on top of allergies. For those in the know of what that feels like, you can imagine what I’m going through right now. Crying face

 

I’m starting to feel marginally better though. With that improvement, my crochet skills have increased.

 

Ran across an interesting quiz on a friend’s Facebook page. It’s called the ACE Study Quiz and it measures the impact of Childhood trauma on adult health outcomes. It is featured in an NPR story about the ten questions most doctors are afraid to ask.

 

You just know I aced this one. /sarcasm. Actually, I got an eight out of ten on this particular quiz. Apparently, most people score a 2-4. Overachiever, I am. Smile with tongue out

 

I’m not up to much today. Just installing a Blu-ray burner/player in my computer and watching ALL THE DVDs and BLU-RAYS! I may also slink out to get some food. I am still in the process of replying to people. Who knew I was so darn popular? Yes, this includes you, Lotta. It’s funny, because normally, I don’t get a drop of e-mail outside of a few friends and, suddenly, I’m bombarded with a slew of correspondence from all over the world. I’m not complaining as I love talking with the people who’ve written. I just find this communication uptick interesting.

 

Incidentally, while out paying the Renter’s insurance, I got a possible commission for a pair of gloves. A part of me wants to make them for free but I need to pay for things. Now, if I can just find three skeins of Wine colored Superwash Cashmere Merino Wool yarn in my stash without hitting up Lion Brand, I’ll be a happy camper. Thankfully, the commission is for a woman with normal sized hands, so that’s not as much knitting as I normally have to do for myself. I could probably bust them out in a week, assuming I can find that yarn.

 

I got another request for a Hobbes Doll. As I do this for free, per the request of the pattern designer and the general feeling of the creator of Calvin and Hobbes, I had to temporarily decline the request until July. I should be finished with all the commissions and promised items I have in place by then. Cashy money pays bills and thus comes first while promised items to friends come second.

 

The clever irony in all of this is that I still haven’t made MY Winter gear and it’s almost Spring. I’m too darn self-sacrificing.

 

Anyway, I wish you all a pleasant and happy weekend filled with the finest everything good. Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Better Living Through Chemicals

Met my new p-doc on Friday. He’s a nice person. He’s also highly effective at mixing the anti-lunacy cocktail of medications I require for what passes for normal in my world. Apparently, someone forgot to put down at That Place the fact that I have Bipolar Disorder. As you can probably tell from this blog, I don’t exactly keep that little factoid hidden from prying eyes. Especially when those prying eyes happen to be medical professionals tasked with the heavy burden of treating my illnesses.

 

For the record, I was diagnosed (at different times) with Bipolar Disorder II, PTSD, and Generalized Anxiety Disorder with Agoraphobia becoming a problem child in recent years. Not a secret in the slightest. So, to have it divulged twice that not only was I not being fully treated for my illnesses but that my records have yet to transfer from the other place is getting me a little hot under the collar.

 

Thankfully, Doc L set me straight upon hearing from my own mouth what was going on with me. He adjusted the two medications I take, Aripriprazole and Escitalopram, as well as adding in a new medication called Prazosin. For the first time in a long time, I haven’t had nightmares, haven’t felt super anxious and haven’t felt majorly depressed. I haven’t had a single flashback since Saturday. For the first time in quite a while, I feel motivated to get stuff done, including writing and crafting. I’ve even been sleeping better since I first took the new regimen of medication on Saturday.

 

It’s early days, but I feel hopeful about this new cocktail.

 

In other related news, due to the hypersomnia, I gained weight despite my exercising like a neurotic freakazoid. Even though I moved around quite a bit, sleeping upwards of 12 –14 hours a day took its toll on my atmospheric displacement. To that end, I’m cutting any and all junk food from my intake of food. I’m also halving my sugar intake. This will doubtless send MyFitnessPal for a tailspin of thinking I’m starving myself but, let me assure you, I’m not. I eat to satiation everyday, without fail. I just tend to eat low calorie foods when I’m not gorging myself on tea.

 

I’ll have to very carefully count what and how much I eat to ensure I don’t set off the alarms of the site.

 

I’d like to take this opportunity to thank each and everyone of you who sent kind words to me during my recovery period. I’m incredibly grateful for your friendship and hold it close to my heart. *giant hugs for you all*

 

In the realm of Knitting and Crocheting, I am on round twelve of the second doily and no further along with the gloves. That changes today. I’m not feeling like my world is spiraling out of control anymore, so back to work. Happily, I’ve also got the Hobbes doll I’m making for a new friend to look forward to crafting. As soon as the stuff my new friend mailed to me gets here, I’ll get started on it. I should have it turned around and ready to leave for its forever home by 1 March.

 

While I was recuperating, I had a chance to watch a few concerts. Specifically, Marilyn Manson’s Guns, God and Government compilation show and Queen’s Live Aid set from the mid-80s. Both concerts really served to lift my spirits and get my mood on the right track. Yay. Red heartNote

 

Today’s agenda is to finish watching LOTR – The Extended Edition, baking two loaves of bread, finishing one doily before starting on the next one, making progress with the gloves and last but certainly not least, exercising after carefully counting my calories. That’s all for now. Thanks for reading. Later! Rolling on the floor laughing

Ew, Depression…

Apparently, I am tanking mood wise. I don’t know what’s bringing it on but it isn’t fun to experience a sudden feeling of overwhelming woe and foreboding clutching at the pit of my very core.

 

This is happening pretty fast too. This abysmal feeling. I’m trying to use the CBT stuff I learned but to no avail. This emotional surge is just too thick. The only thing keeping me somewhat steady right now is my fingers tapping on this keyboard. What I really feel like doing is crying my eyes out for no apparent reason. It’s either that or retail therapy and, as an Impoverished American™, I am unable to participate in the latter due to some semblance of sanity remaining in my mind and a lack of finances in my pet bank accounts.

 

With every fiber of my being, I am trying to focus but it is proving difficult. I think I’ll ruin a few good stories I’ve been working on by tapping away at them in my altered state. That’s the more noble option in this mindset.

 

In other creative endeavors, Kathleen’s Cosmos doilies are almost complete. I will be working on the second batch of Cosmos doilies, in black, during the daylight hours only. I’m not as young as I once was when I could read tiny writing in a darkened room. Seeing black thread, without the benefit of an Ott-lite, in my dimly lit room, while trying to hook said thread with a 1.65mm hook is truly asking too much of me. So, in place of that, at night, I’ll work on Bruce’s black gloves. I can at least feel my way with those. Ha ha.

 

Ah, hell. Everything is distracting me now. I feel like my mind is being pulled in one thousand different directions at one time in multiple dimensions. I’m hoping that this will pass quickly. It’s just a Rapid Cycling event, I’m sure. It’s not a part of my bi-annual meteoric rise/crash and burn events. It’s too early for it to be that as those charming moments normally hit in May/June and October/November.

 

I’d better end this post here as my train of thought just went out the window. Instead of ruining my stories, I think I’ll absorb science videos on YouTube or something. Maybe my brain will make an inspired leap while in this altered state. Likely not. Still, it’s better than weeping in the corner. Sad smileRolling on the floor laughingCrying face

Bread Baking Bonanza

I have discovered that I have just enough yeast to bake some bread. It’s SO going to happen today.

 

My last two loaves weren’t my best baking. Owing to my own laziness in greasing the pans while depending on the Maternal Parental to do the aforementioned, the bread rose a little too long in the first rising and lost all the fizzy goodness for the second rising. Alas, my bread was doughy.

 

This time around, I’m going to time it to exact measurements with the hope that I can make this small amount of yeast last.

 

Not much is happening today beyond that. I am getting ready to knit the gloves, watching New Scandinavian Cooking and adding my blogs to this new (for me) remote poster.

 

As to this poster, I’m getting used to it. It’s weird seeing my blog colors as a part of the posting template but, other than that, Windows Live Writer is very intuitive and not at all difficult to work with. LOL, I like things difficult though. It even allows me to set categories and tags in the post, as well as make new ones. That’s worth a lot, not having to log into the site to do so.

 

So, I am finally going to follow my fitness schedule tonight. I lost some weight and I’ve got a motivation to lose more. I’m not just going to dance tonight, I’m going for the full 90-120 minute workout. I’m hoping that, within six weeks, there will be a noticeable difference in my weight and overall muscle tone. Ugh, I’m really not looking forward to this but…it must be done.

 

I also cancelled the appointment with Bethesda. The Maternal Parental has been majorly freaking out about the possibility of something “tragic and devastating” happening on my planned trip. She’s older and delicate now. I don’t want to worry her unnecessarily.

 

One thing I have to look forward to are my Protégés. One, I don’t have direct contact with but the other I do. I’ve gotten both crochet hook sets and, in the case of my geographically closer student, I’ve gotten a full bag of knitting implements including yarn enough to practice with, knitting needles crochet thread and steel crochet hooks. One protégé is 29 and the other is barely 13 with a rambunctious younger brother tearing through her possessions. You can guess who got what.

 

If only Padawan would come and get his stuff…

 

I am also teaching myself to write patterns. If I can ever get YouTube to load properly, I found a few promising videos as well as promising blog posts and information on professional pattern designer’s websites for me to peruse. I’m hoping to learn within a month’s timeframe. The best laid plans of Mice…

 

That’s all, folks. I’m going to go start the gloves now. Later. SmileDevil

On Hats, Projects and Hectic Scheduling

I’ve got two upcoming appointments I’m going to by myself and an additional appointment I’m accompanying the Maternal Parental to. Apparently, I’m back to the numb feeling at the present. I suppose that’s good. It’s better than puking my guts out in nervousness.

I’m on schedule for my projects at least. I’m currently in the middle of Hut von Mike die Schlafmütze with a projected completion date of Wednesday or sooner. Given that I’m not taking The Little Boy Blue Blanket with me to work on due to its size, I’m going to start Blodeuwedd The Hat (my own hat) to take with me to my appointments. It’ll be something for me to work on rather than focusing on my nervously churning stomach or palpitating heart.

Well, it’s either Blodeuwedd The Hat or another pair of socks. Though, either would make a welcome change to working with black yarn in a dark room. I must admit, I’ve mostly been knitting by feel on these projects. I must be getting old indeed to have this problem considering I used to knit in the dark, with black yarn, using only the light of the television to aid me. I’m so over that now. I could do with an Ott-lite.

If I should get paid for the Blanket and other commissioned items, It’s going directly into my anemic Savings account. It’s almost 2015 and I’m doing the 52 Week Savings Challenge…backwards. Instead of saving one dollar the first week and then two the second, I’m saving $52 the first week, $51 the second week and so forth for the rest of the year. I’m trying to stay positive about this but, between the Maternal Parental and my own greed for yarn and books, it’s unlikely I’ll save anything. Still, I’m going to try. Anything going into my Savings account is not coming out except in extreme emergency situations.

Given that I’ve gotten it down to the princely sum of $1.20, I can’t exactly complain about any savings. Now can I? 🙂

The very last book I am buying for the foreseeable future is going to be a book on socks. It’s called Think Outside the Sox: 60+ Winning Designs from the Knitter’s Magazine Contest by Elaine Rowley. I was blown away by some of the featured designs I saw on Ravelry the other day. The last DVD outside of Doctor Who (because of course, I’m getting that) I’m going to get will probably be The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies, which includes the hottie. You’ll just have to ask who I consider hot in those movies. :p

I am really slimming down on my purchases over the next two years. No yarn, as I am giving up on commissions due to the lack of payment and respect from so-called paying customers. No books and no DVDs outside of Doctor Who. Lest you all start panicking, I am still making things for my friends, gratis, as I have promised to. In fact, not jumping to these unpalatable commissions will probably increase my productivity for the things I like doing. Let it be known, my friend’s list is select.

Woe to those of you out there who don’t appreciate hand knitted and crocheted items enough to pay reasonable prices, in a timely manner. The thing I still can’t figure out is, why do you order things if you’re not willing to pay for them? Do you think love alone pays the bills of knitters, crocheters, weavers, etc? Yes, we love our craft but the people we owe money to in this our consumerist society don’t want to hear that we only have yarn to pay them when the rent’s due or when the electricity’s about to be cut off. Do you tell your creditors that you only have smiles to pay them in? Would you work for nothing to make something for a super cheap ingrate not willing to pony up for your hard work? No? Really?! Interesting.

Sorry, people. Rant mode off.

Tonight’s agenda is Doctor Who Series Eight and working on this hat. Though, to be honest, working on this hat might prove difficult if I’m glued to Doctor Who. 🙂

Later!