For a short time, this writing will continue at peggysart.wordpress.com should you decide to follow me on my journey to the Pacific northwest for some alone time, some creative freedom, and……. well you will just have to go there to find out.
Later……………
Ok, buddies, I do so want to write about my work, but will not. So there.
This morning on the way to work, nearly broke into tears. Heard a song I haven’t heard for yonks. You all know it. If you say you have never heard it, I won’t believe you. Here….
You know…. I never thought of him as a handsome young man back then. The most important thing about him was his music — and the TJB, of course.
oh dearie deary dum deary dee. Today, young Herb is 74 years old. 2009 brought the release of a new album from Herb and his wife, Lani Hall, who has endured the years with him since 1974.
Getting very tired of traffic in this very large town. Wanted to do some last minute shopping before the trip. So many cars, I could hardly stand driving home. Stopped at Eagle BBQ on Folsom Boulevard and got a baked potato filled with all kinds of stuff — or is it stuffed with all kinds of filling. Either way, at $1.99 plus tax you can live on the things. And as I have cleaned my kitchen, and vowed not to cook anything until after the trip, it means getting creative at being cheap and cheerful for dinner. I did try eating lunch at work today. Mistake.
Time for me to have my evening rest prior to the attack on the living room which contains folded clothing from the last time I did laundry (now the living room is my boudoir annex) as well as my new raincoat. Determined to get a jacket this week or weekend. Have two pair of thin cotton socks – one black pair and one that consists of one white sock and one beige sock. So I guess I have one pair of socks that match. Eh?
Postcards for the show came yesterday. Sent most of them to Washington this afternoon with a pile of stamps. Thank you Vista Print! The business cards are great, too. I will take those with me when I go. Toyed with the idea for the last month or so, of sending my fabric art and my supplies for my Centrum project by UPS or FedEx or some such. Decided last night that I would use my large suitcase for the fabric stuff and the small one for the supplies and a few changes of undies. Well, maybe I’ll throw in a couple of changes of clothing, too.
Feel much better that I have made that decision. Like knowing that my stuff is on the same plane with me. Working on a simple portfolio to take, also. It’s rather fun, actually. Making comments for others to read while looking at the work in the book or in person. Still need to put labels on a few of the pieces. Just in case someone wants to purchase one!
Anxious to get started on the project, for the next one is already in my brain. This one for up north will be white with red accents. The next will be mostly browns and greys with turquoise pieces on it.
I’m finding this all very exciting. You can tell my life here can get humdrum without being boring. My mother said that she never wanted to hear us say that we were bored. By golly, I really never have said it, from the workplace to my home. There’s always something to do.
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Close to negative productivity in pottery class tonight. Went for the therapy offered by a wonderful group of women — and one guy.
I set out to make one business card holder that would hold two separate cards. Did that, then made a single one for me? Maybe? Several people have asked for my card at work, but I’ve never had cards in nearly 5 years of working there.
Now I’m ready to sleep. On the way home tonight realized I was a bit peckish (look it up, you non-British speakers!). Then tried to think further about what I had for dinner. Then realized I had nothing. Oh. Must eat something. Ended the pick session with crumbs from the bottom of a cinnamon raisin bagel bag, and some corn nuts for old folks — they are wonderfully crisp and light corn nuts…. what we ate like crazy as kids, and have left alone since we started worrying about cracking our teeth when biting something a bit hard but delicious. One of my classmates called them corn nuts for geezers. They are wonderful.
Transferred my iWeb site to my .com site last night. Says it takes up to 48 hours for the transfer to take effect. It hasn’t been 24 yet. Too many late nights spent trying to figure it out. Maybe by this time tomorrow, it will be up. I’ll let you know.
Going in to snuggle under the covers….. yes, by myself. Tomorrow’s Friday — usually a relatively quiet day at work. Means getting things done for the next two weeks and then for the time while I’m gone.
I think eyedrops are in order tonight. All that clay dust at class, then the smoky air outside. That stuff seems to affect only my eyes. So now, I think I’ll go into the next room and close them!
Saturday morning is figure out how to put stuff on the iPod morning. Eyes closing by themselves. I’m going to take their lead.
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It’s not quite 6:30pm on Monday evening, and I’m ready for bed!
Is this job getting me down? I wake up at night thinking of what I need to do the next day….. what I need to remind people of…… what arrangements I have to make for what meeting…. when what I desire is to sit quietly in the partial sun, and read, then snooze, then work on fabric. It won’t be long. That little office feels dusty and dirty. I’m doing my best to clean it up, so that I can complete the go-through of all the files. I’ve already tossed many unnecessary things… all of which are either online, or in email archives.
Got me iPod. It’s so cute and tiny! Now if I could just figure out how to get those books on to it. It will take me a while, but I’ll get it done.
Headaches are still there. Still not sure of the source, but know —– I know nothing.
Just thinking again today about the possibility of moving to northern California instead of Washington state. Even considered going up into the hills around here, but where the weather is cooler. I have heard that my little town in Washington is loaded with transplanted Californians. I might feel right at home!
I don’t have to make those decisions tonight, thankfully. And not tomorrow, either. Much more thought will go into it after I’ve had my two weeks up north. Departure is only 18 days off! Finally.
Later……
It’s only 6:30pm…. and I already want to go to bed for the night. Even without the time change, it would be only 7:30pm.
Am I getting that old? Perhaps this will be a quick nap. (hahaha)
Later……..
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