Friday, September 30, 2011

What I've Been Up To (Not Sewing)

Getting ready for Buddy's 3rd birthday, which of course necessitated rearranging the whole apartment, multiple trips to Target and Ikea, assembling new Ikea furniture, cleaning (as we moved furniture around and uncovered dust monsters), framing posters/photos that had previously just been tacked up, packing up books to move bookshelves and then unpacking them, rearranging books on the bookshelves as I decided how they really should go, and, oh yes, making a cake and having people over.

And then in the weeks since then continuing with all of the activities above since we only managed to get the essential bits done before his party. But it's all coming along. Our bedroom will be last and will probably take into next year --- now that some of the junky storage solutions have been replaced some of the previously "nice" ones are looking mighty shabby, but since very soon my pay will be temporarily reduced and our daycare fees will more than double we're not spending any more money right now on home furnishings.

Still some bookshelves in the front rooms to rearrange and a couple of closets to empty out and sort through. More framing and hanging. At least one more trip to Target to get storage bins, now that we have a "mud shelf" in our entryway.

What else?

Reading about / looking at art since I haven't been making it:

Poor Buddy is undergoing many transitions right now --- into a new room at daycare, into a big boy bed, into potty training. He is trying very hard but it is a lot, so that is demanding some extra care and attention and energy. But it is also amazing to watch him become a "big boy".

Lots of thinking/journaling about work since there are some big changes coming up in my responsibilities. But since these are due to changes in my boss's responsibilities (and not any inherent change in my position), and because I have a somewhat nebulous position that leaves me managing myself for big chunks of my work, it is mostly being left to me to figure out how to make it happen. I have been trying not to gripe but I am unimpressed and collecting observations for my (eventual) exit interview.

To be fair, I should say that I think these changes will be good for me in the long run, I'm just unimpressed with the support I am (not) getting in making them. But since what I'm seeing is typical of where I work (hence the noting of observations for an eventual exit interview) I can't say I'm really surprised. Just unimpressed, and a little sad. My eventual departure is now more certain.

Moving around in a physical sense is now getting harder and slower, though Champ is moving more and more. It's a very odd feeling, when reading to Buddy, to have a squirming child against my belly while also a squirming baby inside it. Champ responds especially strongly to Bud's voice so the movement is quite intense at those times...

My fingers are itchy with wanting to get to sewing projects --- I am taking a day off on Monday and plan to baste Champ's quilt finally so I can get started quilting it, among other personal projects.

And glory of glories, Scary Movie Month is finally here! I am so excited. First up, brownies, "The Frighteners", and "Rear Window". We're even putting Sunday Night football on hold for the month to try to get as many movies in as possible. Last year's SMM felt like kind of a bust for me and I missed it, so this year we have been really preparing for it.

And that's plenty!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Busy Fingers

I've started quilting again, after a several-month hiatus. A completely different project than the one I was working on before, I acquired a number of pre-cut squares (random stuff shows up all the time at work, one of the benefits of working at a church), and in sorting through them I felt a strong urge to make a baby quilt for Champ. Especially since Buddy ended up getting four different handmade blankets but I don't expect the same largesse for baby #2. I've "commissioned" two already just so he won't be left blanketless (from my mother and a woman at work who is very attached to my child(ren)) but both of those will be knit, and I felt that he needs a quilt as well. Because of course Buddy won't be giving up any of his precious blankets! Buddy has been eyeing this one as well and keeps talking about it being his "house" so I think my next one has already been claimed... I did want to make one for me but it may just have to wait a little longer.

No photos just yet but I do have the top and bottom already pieced and hope to get it basted over the weekend. I'm doing the piecing by machine but will quilt by hand. Just in time for both football season and Scary Movie Month.

As I've been working I've had lots of thoughts about why I stopped before and what I am drawn to when looking at quilts and what is important to me when considering making my own... have been taking notes so sometime soon I imagine I'll have my own quilting "manifesto". Because I was, after all, an art student and have lots of thoughts about art and handcraft and the like...

Thursday, September 1, 2011

May Have Spoke Too Soon

So I went running today. Didn't mean to, wasn't planning on it, and really what I'm doing can hardly be called "running." More like "moving forward at a gait that is not exactly walking since at some point both feet are actually off the ground (barely)"...

I planned to go for a walk after dropping Buddy off, not long, since I had to be in at work early, but it's been so long since I had regular exercise that I was going a little stir-crazy. Put my headphones on, starting walking briskly. After about a half mile I thought, well, maybe I might try running for a block, epsecially since I was cutting things tight timewise as it was. Ran for a block. Walked a block. Ran for another block. Walked a block. Then thought I might try running two blocks and ended up going for three.. and from there I mostly ran the rest of the way back home, with some short walk breaks here and there. And would have loved to do more if I'd had the time...

During that last mile when I was mostly running, the George Michael "Freedom 90" song came up on my playlist and it just felt so dead-on. Because the thing is, even though I'm not especially fast (even when not pregnant), and even though I have to be careful about not running too many miles in a week (since this older body doesn't recover like it used to), nothing gives me the feeling that running does. When I run I feel free and strong and nothing, absolutely nothing, is the same at all. So yes, there are times when I run when it's probably not the wisest or best thing to be doing for myself at that time (like when sick, or have other things I should be doing), and I just don't care. I want to run.

There's something deep inside of me
There's someone else I've got to be...
All we have to see
Is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me...

Take back your picture in a frame
Don't think that I'll be back again...
May not be what you want from me
Just the way it's got to be...