Time to head West as it's 28 degrees and snowing this morning. Four more days and I can pack the car and go. I'll be pretty much off line and out of touch as I visit my way across the country to Arizona. I do have a wireless equipped laptop and if the Gods of the Internet cooperate, I may post some photos and comments along the way.
You know it's getting chilly when I resort to socks with my flip-flops. Haven't drug out the shoes yet, but if this snow amounts to the 3" they say .... well, shoes are a distinct possibility! Dang... there goes my goal of 365 days of flip-flops....
Jen's bag got put to immediate use. Can you see that it's all my colors? A crocheted winter hat for my G'daughter is nestled in the bag. It looks so pretty that I almost hate to finish the hat and leave the bag empty.
Ahhhh, the "get out of town" blues.... Projects seem to drop to the bottom of the list and then drop off of the list. I always think I have more time than I really do. I'm making a utilitarian kilt for a Christmas present - This entails pressing umpteen million pleats and I'm not sure I can get it all done before I leave. Oh, well a kilt does pack flat and doesn't take up much room
Then there is my Bead Journal Project - way behind and one messy work board of starts and ideas. I think I need a real creative idea for a lid so I can pack this on the very top and work on the pages as I travel. October and November are just glimmer of ideas and August needs the background filled in. I know that I'll find other bead projects in-progress as I sort and pack my beads for the trip. I get easily distracted and think of other things I want to try before finishing what's in front of me.
I'm having Thanksgiving dinner with the family, signing off for a few weeks and hopefully Arizona will have happy, clear blue skies and none of this wet, white cold stuff falling from the skies here in NH
November 20, 2007
November 6, 2007
They mentioned possible snow in the mountains on the radio today! It's one of those damp chilly, depressingly gray days. I am sorely tempted to put on bright red socks with my flip-flops. Not that my feet need them, but my soul needs something bright and cheerful to offset the dripping gray outside.
If the day is sloppy, my bead room is even worse. I've piled projects and supplies willy-nilly on all of the flat surfaces. I hate thinking that I've got to start sorting out the creative messes into organization for the trip to Arizona in three weeks. For me, chaos is creative, organization isn't. I need a good 'ol SciFi transporter to whisk me and all of it West without spilling a bead. I'm not even in the mood to start any of the many projects running through my mind as I'm imagining having to also pack them up for the trip.