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Dec. 25th, 2008

Please do observe Lady Penelope in her splendiforous hat. She only puts it on once a year you know.


Although what I really climbed on here to mention is my amazement at the astonishment I feel everytime I rediscover how tidying up and moving stuff around creates more chaos than one ever expects.

(I never learn. It astonishes me, on a regular basis, just how much I never learn).

Sometimes, in order to tidy up, you have to create a bigger mess first and yes, I will be saying this a lot for the next little while. Don't anyone dispute this - it's bringing me much needed comfort while I sit here surrounded by chaos, okay?


10B has been shuffling furniture for me and now the general arrangement of large items is greatly improved. But OMFG but there's a lot of smaller piles o'crap about the place. And the new arrangement, while more congenial, has left me with a few things that have nowhere to go. There is culling in my future, the serious throwing out of Stuff.

But I now have a much nicer spot for the Noodle Communication Centre/place-where-I-sit-most-of-the-day, which affords a better outside view. And I'm on a couch instead of in an armchair so I can actually lie down in here during the day without lying on the floor. (This is not the sort of house that has floors you can lie on. The carpet is vile and pulling it up is a bit beyond us for the time being).

My barely used desk is back in a more appropriate place too, so that should I sit at it I won't have my back to the door. Siting at a desk with my back to the door just didn't feel right. I never get any work done because I know that the moment I start concentrating on anything, someone or something is going to start moving quietly up behind me and then something bad will happen. Also, my desk and the pile o'crap on top of it is no longer one of the first things you see when you come in, which I think is a good thing. You will now see the couch...and me! What could be more cheering than that?

(And more to the point, I'll be looking straight at you so there'll be none of your silly scary movie antics, you bastards.)

I rarely use my desk now, but I can't bring myself to part with it.

Maybe I'll use it more now I'm not worried about ghosts and/or axe murderers sneaking up behind me.


And we now have a worktable in the living room for our _new_ sewing machine.

*happy dance*

No, I'm not about to become keen on sewing. This is another of those things: one isn't really a grown-up if one doesn't have a sewing machine. It's a thing. And now, we've got one that hopefully won't make me cry whenever I try and use it. I'll be able to hem things again! I'll be able to not be scared of buying things that just need a tiny bit of adjustment to be perfect. Woo!

And I might even make stuff occasionally.

Who knows, maybe I am about to become keen on sewing...leastways, I think I'm about to stop being terrified of it.


All of a sudden the list of things I want to do is concertina-ing out in front of me.

I think I'd better go to bed.


PS - the sewing machine had nothing to do with Christmas, which was pleasant enough, thankyou. Hope everyone's well.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 25th, 2008 01:50 pm (UTC)
Merry Christmas dear one - I have an amazing urge to sent you some sort of dress material from the imminent sales

*dances a groovy dance*

Patrik is playing Guitar Hero World Tour - man but that is LOUD!
Dec. 25th, 2008 06:14 pm (UTC)
Having a sewing machine does indeed infer grown up status on one instantly.
Merry Christmas and a happy holiday season to you and 10B!
Love and light!
Dec. 26th, 2008 05:43 am (UTC)
I wish I could like sewing. I like the idea, the concept. I like creating. I like being thrifty. I like crafting. But sewing makes me grumpy. I have an old, cranky machine which doesn't help matters.

I wish you grump-free sewing!
Dec. 26th, 2008 08:48 am (UTC)
I have machine envy. I was sewing today - for the first time in a year - and my trusty machine made very bad noises and started bending needles. This is because parts of its insides have moved and the needles hit them when I try to sew. I think my machine may in fact be an ex-sewing machine. It was a 21st birthday present, so I guess it doesn't owe me anything... Enjoy owning a machine, and tenderly patting it with affection occasionally, even if you never use the blessed thing.

Oh, and happy Christmas.
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