Back From the Dead

Okay, so I've avoided this for far too long. 11 months later, I should surely have new things to say, but I'm not entirely certain that I do. Work is still much the same, though a transfer to a new category has meant a lot of late nights trying to get a handle on things. Life outside of work is basically non-existent, which is sad in so many ways. I go to work, stay late, and then come home and crash on the couch. Wow, I'm so exciting.

It's the Christmas season, so I should be out drinking and making merry, but really haven't been into it this year. I've been a bit of a shut in. I can't seem to make myself put on a happy face and go play nice with the other kids. All I want to do is sleep. I feel like I could sleep for the next 2 months and still not be caught up.

Today I should have been working on the new dresses I need to have sewn by January. "Should" is such an ugly word. It's actually been banished from my house. I'm not allowed to say it out loud, in the hopes that it will help keep our house stress free. My sister, who I share a house with, is an artist. Things that "should" be done are very low on her list. Which I can definitely see the joy in. Why force yourself to do the things that should be done, when there are so many more things that "could" be done.

My biggest problem is that my days are upside down. It's 10:45 pm and I'm just starting to feel like I have the energy and enough focus to work on all of my projects. I have 4 dresses designed in my head that I'd like to get done by the next event, but I'll be lucky if I get through 2. I feel like I could finally start working on them now, but my sister will be home soon and all the noise that sewing machines make is not so conducive to her being able to sleep. I'll have to start again tomorrow.

Really not looking forward to the first step. I have to redesign the pattern for the dress. It's a very fitted style and the last ones I made are now way too big. I'd give anything for a Simplicity pattern that could just be cut out and sewn, no thinking required, but accurate clothing from 1370 doesn't come from a Halloween costume book. Still trying to figure out exactly why I put myself through this...no I'm not. I'm crazy, that's why I do it.

Time to get a few things done, now that the creative juices are flowing. I'll keep you posted on the progress.