I cannot believe it is already December! I thought the year and life in general would slow down after school was out, but it seems to have sped up. I think shift work does that to you. Especially casual shift work -- half the time my body doesn't know if it should be awake or sleeping.
I got very frustrated with my sewing machine this morning. Very very frustrated. I hasn't been working that well (ok, so it has never worked that well) and it kept ruining the banner I am making. The sewing machine was given to my mom a couple years ago and wasn't in good working order to begin with, but I have suffered through it all this time.
Today was just too much.
Maybe that was because I was sewing before breakfast. Or because the banner is already annoying me (free-handing letters and first time trying applique). Or because this happens over and over and over and I can't seem to figure out what is wrong with it. Whatever the reason, I almost threw my sewing machine through the window. If you were in the room, as Erik was, you would even have heard me say "I just want to throw something! Or break something! Or hit something really hard!" But I didn't.
Instead I curled up by my husband and pouted. Then claimed I didn't want breakfast (because I sometimes do silly things like that when I am angry). And because he knows me best he kissed me on the forehead and got up promptly to start frying some eggs.
So, with the smell of frying butter, I have retreated to calm down at the computer. The sewing machine is still within view -- sitting on the kitchen table, rejected. My heart is still racing in frustration, but I no longer want to break something. Instead I want to go to the store and purchase a brand new sewing machine this afternoon so I can continue on my sewing endeavors. But I won't do that. Instead I will hunt one down that I can borrow.
For now I will look at lovely and beautiful things that make me happy. Like this adorable dress, for example.
And the colour palette of this room.
And a little munchkin entangled in linen (in a yellow sleeper -- my favourite!).
And this room. Oh, to have this room. I don't know if there is anything I don't adore about this room. I love the colours, the old window, the banner, the pillows, the fabrics, everything. This room is lovely.
My mood has only slightly improved. Maybe setting up the Christmas tree will make things better.