Sara

In preparation for opening my Etsy store, I've been spending a lot of my time this week sitting around with the tv on while I wrap suede lace around various sized metal hoops. My fingers are not happy with me. First step is wrapping. I used to wrap and then make the web and do things one at a time. Since the wrapping is the part that gives me the most trouble (my hands are stupid and tend to freeze up after doing activities that require them being held in one position for a long time such as holding the lace secure while wrapping with the other hand or crochet or cross stitch which might be why I haven't done much with these crafts of mine in recent years. I wonder what sort of vitamin I should be taking to counteract this problem.) I've decided to wrap a bunch of hoops en masse to begin with. This will hopefully result in larger numbers of dreamcatchers ready at once because I won't be putting off the wrapping. The webbing is easy and fun and allows me to pick through lovely beads.

I've also been keeping busy with an actual social life. Between Warhammer and RP and hiking and shopping and plotting bar nights and being promised to go bowling without being asked and going with friends to get tattoos, I've been feeling rather stretched thin and popular. I'm not minding too much. I'm just trying to keep myself balanced. I require a good amount of alone time to center and regroup because it's a big big world out there, and it makes me anxious at the best of times and downright crazy at the worst.

But friends make everything better and prove themselves time and time again that even if they accidentally hurt my feelings they'll do their best to take the sting out of it by proving that I do, in fact, matter. I have a hard time believing that I am of any important a lot of the time.

I need to do more Christmas shopping.